we're back

The wedding of James and Sarah was a smashing success: good friends, good food, good weather, and mountains—big tall Colorado Rockies, a welcome sight indeed for us expat Washingtonians (the state, naturally).

Just don't ask about the trip home.

Anyways: I promised a picture. Here's James along with my wife Sam.

I'm a lucky guy.

Oh, and rather than a penknife or some other trinket, the groomsmen were gifted with a year's subscription to National Review. How cool is that?

Back to regular blogging tomorrow.

What, no picture of the long-haired, nutty-crunchy, be-pony-tailed blogger? I smell biased editorial license.

Actually, you smell vanity. Just wasn't happy with the pics of me.

Someday before I chop my hair I'll post a picture. Maybe even of me in a kilt...

Please, no kilts.

I'm serious. I'll go on a hunger march to stop that one. ;-)