31.1.09
"I don't want to get to filled up before 12."
29.1.09
ATTENTION!
27.1.09
Snow...and...well me being graceful...
So...in honor of the lovely falling snow outside, I thought I would share this very becoming video of me, tobogganing ever so gracefully down the hill on Mt. Baker.
24.1.09
What does one blog about????
Here's some random pictures from the snow days:
22.1.09
19.1.09
Pictures!




Brownie the Bear
10.1.09
Guest Post
For most people, a good day involves lounging about, munching bonbons, and usually involves a minimum of work. For me, a good day must, by nature, include solving an unsolveable mystery. Last Sunday I had the extreme pleasure of doing such a thing. Early that morning I donned my habitual garb, and headed into the world in search of a place where I was needed. Not many parts of this fine world are able to survive long without me, so my search waas not long in being fulfilled. I came upon an old soul in an extreme condition. Two biker dudettes had hijacked her car, stolen her starbucks coffee, and left her exposed to the frigid winds.
Such ruffians as these are dangerous and must be carefully, but roughly handled. I promptly took them by the ears and hauled them off to the rehabilitation center for Starbucks addicts.