an ode to my family

this is my family.

ode to a door and some ice

the door is from a house that jeff, pat and i lived in for a while and the ice is at my parents' cottage, or cabin as you westerners call it. i've never understood that. i think i may dwell on it a while longer. so...now i'm done. oh p.s. i've been watching a lot of woody allen movies lately. if you've never seen any get on it. start with manhattan. utter brilliance. in my humble opinion.

an ode to playing music

some of the best times i have with people is when i am able to play music with them. above are some of those times. new years eve sing along, and the hmv christmas party. some great musicians live and play a lot in edmonton and i know a lot of you will find that out on the 30th of march. it's gonna be great.

ode to my family

my sisters, my mother and my wife are in these pictures. the most beautiful women in the world. (cheeseball i know)

how many of you knew dave was a tennis pro? now you do. he's awesome. and who knew jeff was a peeping tom? the joys of having a camera. you get proof of everything. hope your days are going well.

an ode to randomness part 3