Snowshoeing Haverhill Corner
Lovely snowshoe with Mom and Wendell outside the new house in Haverhill yesterday.
Lovely snowshoe with Mom and Wendell outside the new house in Haverhill yesterday.
My name is Christopher. People often assume that I like to be called Chris — they think that the familiarity is nice. I only like to be called Chris when drinking Scotch and smoking cigars with buddies. At those moments, our camaraderie makes that level of familiarity appropriate. After all, we’re usually talking women. That … Read more
Greg and I just had a double moose sighting while XC skiing! Still no photographic evidence…maybe next time. Those suckers are hard to catch on camera. Not because they’re fast, but because I just stand there awestruck.
My mom and Greg made this yesterday. Really don’t know what got into them, but it’s hilarious. Apparently, they’re not into cooking, but arranging the hors d’oeuvre into shapes is acceptable. I think my mom mostly did it to freak out Patsy.
Picked up our new backcountry XC ski setups this morning. Just in time…
Rocking George Strait’s greatest hits in the office this morning. Dear Greg puts up with me. During Amarillo By Morning (which he has never heard), he said, “I mean, you didn’t really need to write a song telling us where you’re going to be. You could’ve just left a note…”
I could really get behind a post-apocalyptic video game with @wernerherzog as a main character. #youmustneverlistentothistape