Fabulous prizes!

Lucky you! The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me! My choice. For you. This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:

1- I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!

2- What I create will be just for you.

3- It'll be done this year. (might be a little while)

4- You have no clue what it's going to be. It may be a story. It may be poetry or an article on properly cleaning your face before a masque. I may draw or paint something. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!

5- I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.The catch? Oh, the catch is that you must repost this on your blog and offer the same to the first 5 people who do the same on your blog.

The first 5 people to do so and leave a comment telling me they did win a FAB-U-LOUS homemade gift by me! Oh, and be sure to post a picture of what you win when you get it! (I found this on my cousin-in-law blog.)

USA paragliding team

My older brother Brad is quite the daredevil. When we were kids he was always doing crazy stunts. Highlights include superman dives off the trampoline, jumping from the top of our cherry tree, or my favorite, pretending to crash into cars on his bike with me riding on handle bars. The latter actually ending in crashing into a car and me being flung over the hood onto the concrete. (don’t tell my mom) It makes sense that his passion in life is paragliding. Currently he is representing the USA in the world paragliding championships. After four days of “tasks” he is in 16th place. Team USA is in third place behind Slovenia and Czech Republic. Since I don’t think Slovenia is a real country, lets go ahead and say we are in second place. If you want to follow the progress, or see some gorgeous pictures you can find it here. Good luck Bradley, and go USA!

one liners

I have been revived from the stagnant and unmotivated blogless capsule in which I spent the last 6 weeks. It was not for lack of muse or adventures. You see I tragically inured my fingers back in November and as such my ability to type. I was just leaving church one Sunday afternoon, having completed my usual 2nd Mass for the day, when I noticed an old lady in a wheel chair with a sack of puppies and orphans on her lap charging ferociously out of control down a hill. As I sprinted to catch the innocent passengers I also noticed a shoplifter burst from a Mom+Pop store carrying their entire inventory. I keenly plucked the thief up over my head and tossed him in front of the careening Grandma. His soft body stopped the chariot of death and provided a comfortable landing. Later that day I broke all ten fingers stuffing Shaq in a game of one on one. I implore you to accept this unembellished account as just excuse for my absence. In an effort to catch up in the briefest manner possible I offer these one liners.
I traveled home to Utah for Thanksgiving where I broke two promises I had made myself. First I shopped at Wal-Mart, twice. Second I participated in the madness of Black Friday, where I was offered a management position at the aforementioned big box evil.
Returning to Boston I finally shaved my beard after 34 days of unhedged growth earning $35 for charity for the beard, and $10 each for my arms. The arm mane has yet to return to its fury splendor.
Through either generosity or smite I was gifted NBA tickets to the Celtics vs. Jazz game where George, Aaron and I were nearly lynched.
Fulfilling diplomatic duties I attend 4 (four) work holiday parties where thanks to open bars I both survive and salsa dance with my boss, which is documented and likely on U-tube.
Back to Utah for Christmas and decent snow I spend much missed time on the slopes catching up with an old friend and teaching my nephew to board. Annual chaos is greatly appreciated with all my family under one roof.
The last few moments of 2008 I spend in a black tie with a smorgasbord of new friends as my main mates choose to spend theirs in the cliché that is NY.
Last weekend I made a mad dash to Buffalo NY to say goodbye to Frank who will be working on a top secret mission in Arizona for the next year. Psst... it's the Moon...
Today I wore slippers at work all day; it is a sleep lab after all.