Friday, June 15, 2012

6-15-2012

This was pretty much my view all night.

Thursday, June 14, 2012

6-14-2012

Nicole is screwing everything up.

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

6-13-2012

We have a good excuse for being here, but we would go shopping here on a regular basis even if we didn't.

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

6-12-2012


I run a lot. Nicole feeds me fried chicken so I don't die.

Monday, June 11, 2012

6-11-2012


One of my good friends for years and years has been working on a book for years and years. I'm ridiculously proud of the fact that he's now officially a full on, published author.

Sunday, June 10, 2012

6-10-2012


Grouping and clustering.

Saturday, June 9, 2012

6-9-2012


One of my very favorite activities in the whole world is making various random things become a different color.

Friday, June 8, 2012

6-8-2012


It's Friday night. Nicole is drinking something sweet, light and fruity. I'm drinking the thickest, strongest, blackest beer at the bar. I think this is saying something.

Thursday, June 7, 2012

6-7-2012


I run a lot. Nicole feeds me chocolate so I don't die.

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

6-6-2012


I love leaving work to venture into the semi-hood in search of lunch.

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

6-5-2012


I run a lot. Nicole feeds me cannoli so I don't die.

Monday, June 4, 2012

6-4-2012


I run a lot. Nicole feeds me cookies so I don't die.

Sunday, June 3, 2012

6-3-2012


Nicole and I have a pretty great relationship, but believe it or not, we have had serious conflicts before. These problems exclusively revolve around chores and housework (I'll admit to being lazy). She almost divorced me back when we had to do the dishes by hand, and I'm pretty sure the neighbors still think I beat my wife after an incident involving shoveling the driveway. Luckily technology solves everything, and a dishwasher and the biggest snow blower in the store easily saved our marriage on separate occasions.

Fast forward to now and the untamed wilderness that grows in our backjungle. I ignore it entirely until it's too tall to see out the windows. Nicole hates this. Which in turn makes her hate me. I don't like it when she hates me. Due to logistical reasons beyond my control (who designed fence gates to be so small?!), we couldn't buy the biggest lawnmower in the store, but I'm pretty sure we got the best one. A fancy new lawnmower is a lot cheaper than divorce attorneys.

Saturday, June 2, 2012

6-2-2012


We went far to feel slow.