i was originally hoping to hold off with a new post giving a barrage of information about my new life here in boulder. things here are moving a bit more slowly than

i would like but not everything is bad. first a little recap on my trip out here

The trip started out pretty uneventful other than the normal gr snow for the season. not anything too out of the ordinary but not a good to begin.










Much later after stopping off in chicago for a couple of hours I came upon THE WORLD'S LARGEST TRUCKSTOP! Contrary to what anyone believes its not the most awesome thing in the world. There were some pretty sweet marine patches about the size of my chest with slogans like, "We don't negoatiate, we're Marines" with skulls liberally spashed all over the patch. i was puzzled why they had to be the size of my chest. There was also a pretty sweet wing of trucker wear with a sea of overalls and flannel. i was smitten but knew it was time to move on.


sleeping that night consisted of pulling off at truck stops and struggling to climb in my sleeping bag. i had packed my car so full that i couldn't tilt my seat back. this meant a ten minute fight before successfully zipping up and settling in for an hour or two of sleep. not the best choice but free.

nebraska was downright boring to drive through but things started to look up once i crossed into colorado. the sun started shining and fullfillment returned.


I haven't really taken any pictures since i got here save for these:

a very flattering before with double chin and dazed face















and a new and improved dorky picture: