this was basically me inside of the exploratorium on saturday. going “wheeeeeeeeee……eeeeeeeee……….EEEEEEEE……(and just when you think i am done)….EEEEEEE!!!!!”
seriously though i got into that place and i turned into a five year old on meth. it was that bad. i ran from exhibit to various mechanical doodad with levers. and i pulled those levers! without reading the instructions or the science-y knowledge which might have helped me later in life to know about magnetism, or electricity, or why a straight bar can fit through a curved hole (sex, anyone? although admittedly on a slightly different….no a totally different object usage. forget i said anything.) I just yanked things and then ran on. it was exhausting. and then came the whole bubble making area with the metal circles with handles and the soapy, enticing water. and the stupid children who wouldn’t go away and let ME play with the bubbles. mine, all mine! bubbles!
Wheeeeee………eeeeeee……….eeeeee……..EEEEEEE!!!!!!
Kristen biking like there’s no tomorrow. With a face.
Kristen and I face off. Like there’s no tomorrow. And she makes the same face.
Erica and I in the distorted room.
Chop stick WAR! hi-ya! kung fu!
Erica and Marc at sushi dinner.
We missed a really good time. Love the new hair color, Michele.
Love the Kristen face. Can’t wait to see it on Saturday night when she’s opening her presents.
hey thanks. 🙂
now tell us about the reunion!
sitting here squinting at my undersized monitor to read these captions, i realized i was once again making the face…
hwee! face! make the face! it’s totally an unconscious face though.
tracy- never mind. my bad. 🙂
boobies, boobies!!!!!!!!
wait…how did you get erica and jason in the same picture (because we know they’re the same person) is this one of those trick photography things where you hold up a pair of rose colored glasses?
I WANT A 5 YEAR TATTOO! DOES IT HURT?