Emily forms the world. This is my favorite picture. 

She's a mutant half sign half woman. And you thought you knew her. hahaaa. 

Dusk falls on the Freemont Bridge... 

Evening

Sit and savour
Old world flavour
New world speed moves me

Here's the newly painted room. I know it probably doesn't look that different. Maybe I should try to take a little bit better picture. But yeah, new walls new bookcase. W00t!! 

So. I have this little problem: my hub caps keep disapearing. This back one fell off on it's own, but the front one disapeared during the night last night. I think we're just going to assume it had something to do with the amount of drinking that goes on over the 4th and some person wandering through my neighborhood last night got bored? (By the way, meet Sister Maria, my new car. heeehe) 

Annnd here they are - my good old climbing partners. Wow, look how nice and sunny it was! Perfect climbing condition. 0:) 

Here's more of the pictures from climbing I was going to post - finally. So here's Mike and Lisa trying to figure out the best way to tackle the problem... 

Mikie's turn to come down !

Friday Night at the Butte

We love this tree. It was the center of attention - the life of the party, really. See Rose giving it a hug? Yeah, much love especially during those moments when you realize that you will have to let go of it in order to take that step off that ledge. She doesn't really look too scared... if this picture had been of Lisa or I when it was one of our turns, it wouldn't have looked so happy smilie. Mike's such a great teacher. No we do not "use" him. Tonight I was accused by Rob and Josh of using Mike. Geez, just because we follow him around because he's fun and the one with the gear...

This is what my room currently looks like... gah!!

This is what my room looked like yesterday afternoon. (The "Before" picture)

Geek Party?

This is what you would see if you were to come to my house on almost any evening: computers all sitting next to eachother in various parts of the house, and Mike somewhere nearby, looking perplexed or banging his head against the wall. The main culprit for these problems is Stuart. I dont know *what* his problem is... he just refuses to have anything to do with the wireless at our house. But Mike's a great guy and has been ruling out all sorts of problems. Maybe one of these days Stuart'll just stop this rebellious stage business and start working propperly. Let's hope that he comes to this conclusion himself without Mike having to employ some serious discipline. (I think he's considering blowing the naughty laptop up)

I Suck at this Game

I tell ya, this blogging thing just hasn't been happening the last few days. Haven't been home enough / haven't been bord enough, I guess.
Anyway...
Today I really sensed that I was in Oregon. Some days it's almost like this place I live could be anywhere else, but not today.
Today I saw a guy with shorts, a sweater, white athletic socks and birks.
I also saw a book entitled "Build your own Goddess".
And a bumper sticker that read: i love wood.
And a guy wearing one of those hippy beanies (though it was probably about 80 out), riding a bike, stopped by the house I nanny at and went through their "free pile" (left over from a yard sale) and picked up stuff. He was riding a bike. I still don't know where he put that stuff.
I feel very at home.

Linea in a trumpet. Her dream come true - litterally. So rad.  

Drinkin' "Schladminger" - Schladming's famous beer - on the last night. You know, celebrating the last night of Bible school. Sarah, Jimmy, Me and Kristin. (We werent the only ones !) 

T-hof roomies!!! (Well... Anne and I... Karin was an honorary roommate.) Me and the two hottest German girls at school. heheee. 

What is the Connection

...between running and blogging. I seem to only do one when I do the other.

I realized something this morning, as I ran through my neighborhood. I realized that words don't matter nearly so much as I ever thought. It so takes me back when people say things to me and I understand them, that I hesitate and probably come off either looking stupid or rude. So my instincts that have been bred in the last few months show themselves.
An old man was working in his yard and when he made some comment in reference to taking up the whole sidewalk y or something, I just smiled and produced some sort of affirmative noise and kept on my way. It was totally acceptable and worked out just fine. (I did have to bite my tongue to keep from saying "Gruss Gott")
This is the exact same thing we did every time we walked the Tallback or ran down by the river. We always just assumed that people were commenting on the weather, so we'd smile, nod and say "ja".
It doesn't matter what you so or really if it even has anything to do with the actual topic, just as long as you respond and smile.
Thankfully that's working here as well, or re-entry into suburban America would be entirely too difficult.

Tragically, this was as far in as we were allowed. Somehow I had failed to learn that they stop giving tours rather early in the day. Oh well. 

The Opera Garnier. (think Phantom of the Opera)