I can’t think of anything interesting to say. So, here is a beautiful picture of my home. I took this the day after Christmas. I was so sick that I flew home early from seeing family in Phx. That may not make any sense, but I got up at 4 am the day after Christmas to take an Lyft to the airport. All I wanted to do was be in my bed. A rather brutal 6 hours later… I finally rolled into the gates of home. I was probably so happy I cried. I was also so doped up on cold meds, I was likely dodging the dragons and pokemon flying about.
anyhow… Merry belated Christmas from 2016. I went in and went to bed and didn’t really get up for about a week.
i just love every aspect of this picture, and what is represents in my life. If I ever pass away… no need to put up a picture of me at the memorial. Put this picture up. It’s how I want to be remember, and what I want to remember. Besides, I have already commissioned about $13,356 worth of painting of me for my service. The money is in a trust. It will involve ice sculptures of my likeness, and even several bonsai homages to me. That being said, there won’t be a ton of room for any pictures not involving me. But… please make sure to find a way to squeeze this one in.