The Northwest Shuffle

You've waited for it, you've pined for it, and now you're getting it. What is this ill-defined "it" I speak of? Could it be those infamous nudes I took in my highschool days? Keep waiting ladies, or come and see the live show. Touching encouraged... The good news is that the answer to those questions is no. Gentlemen feel free to breathe that sigh of relief that you can continue to live in blissful ignorance of your inferiority. What I am talking about is the end to all this trip related nonsense. And the end, like most endings, involves a picture montage. So without further ado:

Above: Barrett on the randomly placed slide.
Below: Myself shooting a wicked awesome action shot from said slide.





Me and my clossal interro-wang. (Tim that one's for you.)



Blatantly disregarding the (cropped in) warnings and threats.
And having a great time of it. (See below)


Scotthar of the Cave People...
along with
Nathar of the Narcoleptic Cave People...



Myself enjoying a nice coloring session at the fake Vancouver Space Needle.


I'm long, strong and down to get the Civil War on.


Smilin' Scott for Ballzite. The all concrete male supplement.
Should balls become immovable and grow grass beneath them consult a doctor and a lawn care specialist immeadiately.


It is called "The Crane", there is no defense for this.
But you can make fun of how rediculous the person looks. Because really, emotional scarring lasts so much longer.


Included as a tribute to Ro, whose ass I am kicking in the Rob's Blog Comment Contest.


The Awesome Donut Guy: serving up tiny donuts with big punk rock attitude.


The most serious coffee drinkers. Ever. But they're outside the original (as in first) Starbucks Coffee house, so a certain vibe is expected.


Pike's Market, with optional blurryness. Makes a nice desktop.


Finally the "Three Musketeers" (as named by a hobo) at the end of their journey (for now).
What an awesome trip.

That's it for now, tomorrow: normal posts. Enjoy this last special one.