From brunette to blonde, a love affair with a jeep.

Some of you may already know that I have acquired a Jeep. It is with a heavy heart that I retire pathy (my old 4X4) for P-nut a Wrangler Sport. Think of it as trading the frumpy brunette for the hot blonde with bigger ti...res. Even tho the brunette had some quality, the blonde was hotter and more fun. It is like graduating from the coin operated horse in front of Kmart, to the mechanical bull in the bar.
I had only had P-nut for a week when we took our first adventure to the Upper Black Box in the northern part of the San Rafael Swell. We learned a few lessons that day that will be good to know. First of all, high mountain passes, in a topless jeep early in the morning, can be cold. Even if the forecast calls for a high of 100 degrees. Second, when you are on a dirt road with music playing, girls in the back have a tendency to stand up and dance. Third, as a driver you get a great view in the rearview mirror.

The second trip we took, was a rafting trip down the Green river. After the trip was over we played on the slickrock and sand. This occupied a good portion of our morning and the other portion of the morning we spent digging P-nut out of his first getting stuck in sand experience. After lodging some rocks under the tires we were able to get out and head up to the book cliffs for some off-road driving, spectacular views and the old Sego ghost town. On the way back we had some overheating problems on Interstate 70. Over all it was a good trip.

Overheating bad, off roading good.

A terrible thing happened!

A terrible thing, two actually, happened this summer. Two wild stallions were saddled, and broken when women took the reigns of their social life. Rest in peace solitude and freedom. Here is to your wives and your mistresses, may the two never meet.

In June, two great friends got married, to each other. Congratulations Brigham and Lisa. They have been more than friends. They are kin. I am happy for both of them and wish them the best. The highlight of the wedding was the wedding rehearsal when the best men and bride starting beatboxing the strong bad techno song.

In August, Josh and Audrie took the plunge. It was another awesome ceremony and I think the only time this many people from our immediate group will be in upscale attire. Josh and Audrie wrote their own vows and Lindsay cried. It was touching. The best part about this summer was getting all of the boys in tuxs, twice. New rule, no more weddings for... forever.

Anyway we wish both couples the best. May divorce come swiftly and before you acquire too much community property.