Danna and I went to Elko, Nevada to celebrate the 38th annual Elko Basque Festival.
Danna and I went to Elko, Nevada to celebrate the 38th annual Elko Basque Festival.
It’s that time of the year again, when birds sing, the weather dries out a bit, and the smell of deep fried foul can be detected for miles. Yes, it’s time for the annual Deep Fried Turkey party at the Anderson Family Compound. DFT involves two things in great quantities: turkeys and tequila. It always starts as a delightful way for friends to get together and play with hot oil. It always ends badly, usually with a splitting headache the next morning. At least for me, that’s how it has always ended. This year’s DFT was no exception.
There has been a lot in the news lately about “intellectual property”.
I've got nothing against smokers. My motto is do what you want, as long as it doesn't bother me. I take this stand on nearly everything, from hardcore drugs to driving habits. I don't give a hooey what you do, as long as it doesn't interfere with my life.
That's where these damn cigarette butts come in.
Seattle just suffered a nice-sized earthquake. Our house is a bit of a mess. One of the labs at Microsoft was testing a new webcam and actually recorded the entire earthquake. I've posted photos of the cleanup job we will need to do at our house below.
On February 20, 2001, the amazing happened. I lost my glasses. Permanently.
Part of my MBA involved a "team building" course out in the middle of nowhere.
I'm a product of the "Me" generation. Me, me, me. To celebrate this unabashed love for me, and all the other "me's" out there in the world, our lovely host Lynette threw an '80's barbecue. Value Village never saw such business.