Check for children

Please take your children out of the drier before using it.

Spider in my pants

I found this in my pants today: a 3/4 inch-long spider.

I reached into my pocket and felt a little prickly lump between the fabric of the pocket and the denim. I thought it was a burr from a weed or something, but when I pulled it out it was a dead spider.

I'm kind of creeped out right now.

Fire Creek credits

Look how famous I am!

This whole post is a lie

For starters, it's not a mobile post. I'm at home sitting at my desk. I'm just sticking the post here because I'm going to put a picture on it.

So Loyd tagged me a while ago and I'm finally tagging back. The challenge of this particular tag is to post the fourth photo of your fourth photo album. This is harder that it might sound because I'm not exactly sure what my fourth photo album is. I've had digital photographs pretty much since there was such a thing, so my fourth album ever would be pretty old. The only problem is that my really old pictures aren't really organized into albums at all. All of my pictures from before my mission are basically just lumped together into one folder of old photos. So I kind of had some subjectivity in deciding what I would consider my fourth album. I might come up with a different answer the next time I'm asked to count a certain number of albums from the beginning.

So, this is the fourth picture from (what might be) my fourth photo album ever:


That is my brother Troy (in the foreground) and me (in the background) looking at his VW Jetta. I think the picture is from August 2002, and we're at an auto show in Denver. I don't remember the details, but somehow Troy got his car put on display at the show. It looks like I'm either arranging or disarranging the flyers in the window. I don't know what they are flyers for.

As a bonus (or another lie, depending on how you look at it), here's another photo from that same event:


That's Troy and I in an inflatable boxing ring carrying on our eternal struggle for dominance and awesomeness.

What's wrong with this picture?

Texas Toast from New York with an Italian flag on it? Yeah, that must be the original.

Another Evolution

lloyd DAVID lamoreaux

I saw this on the way home from work. I guess it's normal to emphasize your middle name like that. Who knew?

Boggle

There's a 16-letter word in here. See if you can find it.

Cinco de Mustache

This weekend my uncle told me the secret to a good mustache: "You shave everywhere but there."

It's official

I'm running a marathon in the morning.

Gotta go!

This is the bathroom sign at Old Chicago pizza in Denver.

Watermelon

I broke a watermelon on my head tonight. It's harder than you think.

A date with Skeletor

Stefani fell asleep at Aaron's party.

That's when Skeletor made his move.

Then he got bolder.

And his friends showed up.

Then things got out of hand.

Note: Ronnie tried to stop [Skeletor] and prevent these pictures, but he was vastly outnumbered.

Butterfly lamps

Taco Time is so cool. They even have butterfly benches.

Whatever it takes

I kind of like taking pictures while I drive.

Digital finger

Get out of the fast lane!

Transport

This message was sent from a T-Mobile wireless phone.

Talk

Some people mean monologue when say conversation.

Bryant's cube

Kelly gave me a Rubik's cube as a gift. I've been playing with it a lot, and this is one of the cool designs I made with it. See, the checkerboard pattern isn't the easy one with just the colors that are opposite each other. You have to solve it into this pattern. And even that isn't as easy as you think, because it can only be solved into certain configurations because the colors need to stay in the same relative pattern even on the non-center squares.

I own Rubik's cube. Literally and figuratively.

Anti-Valentine's

We're not having a party this year (mostly because by our own rules none of the people planning it would be allowed to attend), but I found these at Smith's to help maintain the feeling.