i'm in nairobi right now, and got ice cream with my friend Terrill yesterday (cold stone creamery: we're not in karamoja anymore). we chatted about all of the things (but who really does believe in the inexhaustible possibilities of the bifurcating tree model of language families anymore? and why would it be unreasonable to claim that a given system was borrowed prior to the breakup of a language cluster? and really, but there's yeast EVERYWHERE.) and he was like "soooo your blog." and i was like "soooo... yeah...." and he was like "you could update it tonight."
i promptly got on the wrong bus and spent hours sitting in traffic before getting rescued by our neighbor Bob. "what about Bob?" you ask? he is a swell gentleman who was a delight to chat with as he drove my slightly chagrined self home. all of which leads me to the present point: Terrill has inspired me to post a few more photos, and maybe try to get some of the past year and a half of photos that i've neglected to post posted before that trump resounds, etc.
these are many things that happened in the spring: Melanie and Summer and i (i came late) went to shelf road for some sport climbing. it was my first experience leading outside. my legs quivered a little bit.
it wasn't outside. but i went to a bar with Elle Tyler and Melanie and watched Ben's middle school jazz band play. going to a bar to hang out with middle schoolers felt funny.
dream canyon. people walked and read guidebooks. deep rivers. people moving over them.
half marathons that i didn't run, but bunches of my friends did. it was may. it snowed.
i promptly got on the wrong bus and spent hours sitting in traffic before getting rescued by our neighbor Bob. "what about Bob?" you ask? he is a swell gentleman who was a delight to chat with as he drove my slightly chagrined self home. all of which leads me to the present point: Terrill has inspired me to post a few more photos, and maybe try to get some of the past year and a half of photos that i've neglected to post posted before that trump resounds, etc.
these are many things that happened in the spring: Melanie and Summer and i (i came late) went to shelf road for some sport climbing. it was my first experience leading outside. my legs quivered a little bit.
it wasn't outside. but i went to a bar with Elle Tyler and Melanie and watched Ben's middle school jazz band play. going to a bar to hang out with middle schoolers felt funny.
dream canyon. people walked and read guidebooks. deep rivers. people moving over them.
half marathons that i didn't run, but bunches of my friends did. it was may. it snowed.
