Legos. Ages 4 - 28+

Way to ruin the photo John John.

Look at me.

Legos. All Legos!

Cool trick.

Monday Afternoon Adventure

Shiny!

My Evening Acessories

Jazoo 2009

Kansas City Zoo. 100th Aniversary.
Friday 5 June 2009.

Fun in the Gift Shop

"Frenzy"

Ernst Barlach, 1910.

"Brutality"

John Douglas Patrick, 1888.

Teaching a Mustang Pony to Pack Dead Game

Frederic Remington, 1769.

One of the few black and white paintings I have seen prior to the modern movement. (The painting was intended for publication in an edition of Harper's Weekly.)

An Afternoon Outing

Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art

Big Jim & Little Fish

Photo: Sam Shepherd

Director of Special Effects: Richard Jarrett

Fishin' the Clinton Resevoir Spillway

Breakfast

Richard, Jim, Sam.
Aimee's Coffeehouse, Lawrence, KS.

Motorcycles in the Morning

Slept soundly after a dinner of bratwursts, canned vegetables and baked beans all washed down with a few nips from a rare bottle of 18 year old Talisker single malt Scotch Whiskey.

BMW. Jim. Triumph. BMW.

On Holiday with "Dick & Big Jim"

Two day, two-wheeled adventure to Clinton Lake Reservoir.

Lawrence, KS, Memorial Day Weekend

But is Barbados Ready for Me?

Itchy, but Stylish Feet

Wanderlust has taken hold of me once again. My feet, with the help of a little dough and human flight technology will soon find me among friends on the island of Barbados in the southeast Caribbean.

La Historidad

On Saturday and Sunday, Sabado y Domingo, I was able to wander around the narrow streets, amongst the brightly colored buildings with shallow balconies and picturesque railings within "El Viejo San Juan." I am enamored with the old city and all of it's aura. I was also able to tour the Catedral de San Juan, El Castillo de San Cristobal, y El Morro. Of which all construction was origjnally started in the early to mid-1500's. Tomorrow . . . . .

Fue Bailando en El Viejo San Juan

After enjoying a Mojto or two, Puerto Rico's signature drink, I was compelled to attempt to keep time with the live Latin rhythms pulsating from the corner of the small, tightly packed night club. Everyone else was dancing, either salsa, merengue, or something comparable while I just tried not to embarrass myself or offend anybody. But it was still a good evening.
Maybe tomorrow I will experience something more accustomed to me; like breakfast, or history.

More New Places

San Juan, Puerto Rico.