The Cold Heart Slabbery
Just when everyone in Bozeman was about to put on their snorkels and flip flops old man winter arrived with a little bit of the white stuff. It is a win-win situation though because I’m happy when it snows and I’ll be happy when I can wear shorts.
On a totally unrelated note here are some pictures from two nights ago. Our friend Elizabeth had Kez and I over for dinner and it was awesome. She was nice enough to give me the recipe but I doubt it’ll be half as good when I make it. That is Kelly on the baritone. They are going to get married later this year.
As a special bonus, you can ponder as to whether the self-portrait of me looks more like a sailor, a statistician, or a hobo.
Nice hat! What was the dish for which you now have the recipe?
How about a Norweigan hobo who used to be a statistician on a tramp steamer?
Damnnnn you got yourself a beard son!