NOTE: Adults only on this photo album, and don't send these photos to Girls Gone Wild or anything, for our sakes!

I'm not going to tell any stories here, I'm just gonna list a few things that might trigger some good memories--and help those of us that went save face:

• Ames on the cop car
• Coin in the eye
• Stuck on the wrong side of the parade
• The Search for Thompson
• Ames on his knees
• Triple-kiss with two hotties
• Kissin' on the Vandy girls
• Sleeping under the Rodeo
• Chuck's lost cell phone
• My extra cell phone
• Crawfish and gator kabobs
• Dragon master showcase
• Beingets and raw oysters
• Home-made beads are so money
• Throwing away my shoes at NI
• Lethal hand gernades
• Chuck droppin' dueces every 20 min
• Ames and I and two breasts
• High fivin' and loaded cigs

Snow in Austin, Texas? You gotta be kiddin me. It was true, and though it wasn't anything spectacular to a Colorado stud like myself--for Sylvia from Mexico City, it was first time she saw snow. That goes for a lot of the Austinites around here, so the atmosphere was euphoric. Thompson, Sylvia, and myself did our best to take advantage of it by grabbing some Taco Cabana trays and hittin the 'slopes'. (a hill by Parmer & Metric) We sledded and got the snowball fight going. Good times. Oh yeah it was 4am, we were winding down after seeing the Dark Star Orchestra, a Grateful Dead cover band.

I still can't get over Sylvia's reaction to snow, she literally got down on all fours and crawled in it at Taco C's... What a sweetheart :)

Welp, back to back eventful sweet weekends! Chuck and Dubya and I trooped a few hours west of the ATX for a camping trip in the great outdoors. I got to try out my new tent (which is so money by the way), and spent much of our time scrambling about the awesome rocks around the Enchanted Rock Natural Area. We showed up there Saturday afternoon after a quick stop into the Fredricksburg Brewery to sample our favorite local microbrew. Upon arriving, we met up with the other people we were camping with--several other working at NI. These guys were prepared man, had full grills for the campfire and tons and tons of meat for the campfire. The fajitas were Deeeelicious.

The first hike we went on (off the trail, of course) went straight up the side of one of the smaller nearby rock areas--and did some sweet scrambling there. We crossed over the rock and walked on a flat, moonlike surface that reached up into the horizon. Crossed over that and down, then climbed the main rock; took in the view, and back down the other side. Got some sweet pictures due to Chuck eating his magic cookie, and Scott playin spiderman on some sweet climbs. After repeating another couple times on different hills, we returned back ready for sweet sweet cheap beer.

I pussed out, and was the first to hit the tent. I missed out on the fellas in my camp finishing off a giant 40 oz whiskey bottle, having a run in with the park ranger and nearly getting us kick off the campsite. But luckily i slept soundly and missed all the details. The next morning after graciously accepting some breakfast fajitas, I finished off my latest book (Siddhartha, borrowed from Ames) and packed up the campsite. We took another hike, this time in search of caves and better climbing opportunities. Caves we found, dropping down 20-30 feet into these akward holes between rocks. It was good fun, except Paul took a cut under the eye from some rock that crumbled from Chuck climbing in front of him. Nothing wrong with a few battle scars though. We climbed up the difficult side of Enchanted Rock and then found the main cave we had heard about--but were a few flashlights short to go down the 1/8 of a mile into the Abyss. Next time though, we're hittin that up for sure.

Other than that, we had some most satisfying grub ("Fredricksburgers") back at the brewery and a few glasses of our favorite beers (Honey Cream Ale was the popular choice). Chuck drove us home and that as they say, was that.}

How better to start my first weblog entry than to recount the story of last weekend! Scotty Dub, Ames and I trooped off in my Isuzu to Houston, to partake in the craziness going on with the hoardes of people crowded into the downtown area. Thanks a bunch to Kim and Samantha and Whitney and Co for letting us watch the game and guide us around and all.

We started off downtown, where we were surrounded by nearly 250,000 crazy football fans (and indifferent folks. After several times getting separated from our group, we 3 Austinites finally just set up shop on the top of an electric box and spent the time high-fivin just about everyone. Then we almost got trampled by a stampede like event when some fool had a gun in the crowd and scared an entire throng of people to start running the other direction. After recovering and regrouping, we still had the coordination for a human pyramid with help from some random folks.

Then we went camping--urban camping. We found a square of grass behind the Shriner's building in a nearby neighborhood, and set up the tent. After 4 hours of godawful sleep thanks to the banner-planes flying overhead we got up to start our tailgating the next day.

We set up a slackline between two poles, and started up the ole trusty campstove for some hobo-hippy good times. We ate dogs off of a sewer drain, played frisbee in a pretty nasty drainaige ditch area, and met the marijuana cheerleader squad. Otherwords, just a great time. And after retreating back to Kim's and watching the big game with 9 girls, well, I'd have to declare the weekend a success :)