All Things Anne

Finally three things came together: Joe’s pictures being developed, Time (I almost wrote Tim!), and Remembering to post them. See below for my caffeine-induced crazy descriptions of what the pictures are. Watch out!

This is a random guy who was filming us. I don’t know who he is. Actually, I just told a lie. I do know. This is my dad!


Aaahh!! Kids with guns! RUN! Well they are kids with guns but…GOOD kids. Left to right, Kate (showing us her lovely backside), Eric (the one waving, in case you couldn’t tell him apart) and Beth (the one with long hair).

This is Ben with his awesomely coolest-in-the-world pickup. See his awesomely coolest-in-the-world winch? See on his hip his black powder Colt Navy Revolver .44. (Replica, not the real deal but awful cool anyway!) This is a good picture of Ben, who generally avoids cameras like me. Hm…no, I’m not a camera, and he doesn’t avoid me, but I avoid cameras in general as well.

This is a clown. No, just kidding. This is Joe biting a bullet. See the expression of excruciating pain on his face? You know how when they used to do surgeries in the army, back before anesthetic they had the patient bite a bullet or something? Well he was about to go in for a decapitation. It failed; he still has his head.

Bear mountain! Or Butcher Mountain! I always forget which is which. At least it isn’t Froze-to-death Mountains!

Farewell to the mountains! The last picture taken as we were going out the door…no, not out the door…but towards the exit.

And the one you’ve all been waiting for…

ME IN MY DORKY HAT. Joe: This is how all your friends are going to see you. Me: AHH! Me in my dorky hat! Em (she’s a PRS!–family joke ): You look nice!