They say I need some Rogaine To put in my hair Work it out at the gym To fit my underwear

Mike and Laura P's wedding was here, the Wild Basin Lodge, would have loved to stay here, great view, mountain stream running through the back, very picturesque. Just can't handle the 250 a night, hence the lovely super 8 on the cheap.

The road to the lodge was treacherous, once even a big ol' deer or elk or something ran out in front of us, scared the heck out of me.

A long, long time ago, I saw a stone in the water, and we dubbed it the poop stone, well, this is poop stone number 2.

Where the wedding was, a quaint little place around back. The day of the wedding there were about 500 rain drops, just enough to let Mike and Laura know they were rich.

Mike, Laura, and Mr. P doing some praying or meditation over the water overlooking the wilderness.

Mahon in Laura's eyes, I was trying hard to capture that shot, it finally kinda worked out.

The Mountaineer Restro, Estes Park = 1/3 extremely rich people, 1/3 redneck, 1/3 tourist.

A healthy diet of all this stuff for the last however I can remember, alas, 209 lbs, I'm looking to cut at least 25 in 3(0) months.

The reception had amazing texmex and ritas, and a wonderfully decorated house.

A picture of the guys all dressed up.

Hanging down waiting for the festivities to commence.

Mike's mom and I, such a wonderful lady, I enjoyed talking with her quite a bit. HI MS P, HOPE YOU ARE DOING GREAT, :) -- and thanks for reading my blog!

Here's happy Mahon, without using photoshop to remove the zit on his head.

Tom, Erin, and Caleb, great folks representin' for Austin.

Me and Mike D gangsta shot, by Saturday we were extremely worn out and couldn't wait to get back to atown

As for the wedding, double crowns on the rocks please, and I caught the garter.

Mike D, a few cocktails deep, dancing to The Shins. 10.30 started the shuttle bus down to reality.

A Trip Thru the Wine Country 'Sideways' Style

Racial profiling can take on multiple meanings based on the context of your situation. Take me for instance, a short Butch white boy wearing a Hanes beefy tee. Walking in to the wine tasting places in Solvang was pretty uncomfortable to say the least.

Honestly, I don't know anything about wine, I don't pretend to, but I'm open to learning (when I'm about 50). One day I'll make my own brew, so check the blog in about 20 years and you'll see my struggles.

In the meantime, for the non-pretentious, how bout a nice lager from a hot danish girl? After all, it is the danish capital of the USA.

A really nice bar, and the beer was Tuborg , an amazing danish beer I'm sure to have a time or two in the future.

A friendly barkeep recommend this place down the road in a 'quaint' part of town nestled in the basement of this building with a huge dragon. The poison was a local brew I'd never heard of, but definitely packed a punch.

Next stop, Morro Bay, an amazing romantic sleepy fisherman town with interesting local color to say the least. We really didn't know what this big hunk of rock was, so we just referred to it as 'The Poop Stone'. There were all kinds of squirrels crawling about.

Then here's where the magic happens, the Fuel Dock. For the first time in my life, a girl and a dude hit on me. The girl was neat and fun and shares my same calling prefix 772, too bad its 2,000 miles away. The dude said "You are so damn cute and funny", and I told him, "Ummm, never heard a compliment in this context, but, thanks?"

To round out the night, a bit of karaoke was in order. Jenny, Roland and I attempted 'Boyz in the Hood,' where we thought it was good, Mike D said we would have made Easy E turn over in his grave.

For the record, the movie wasn't the catalyst for the trip, but we did see some of those places. It goes on record as some of the most beautiful countryside I have and may ever see.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIKE D!!!
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"Of course I don't always enjoy being a mother. At those times my husband and I hole up somewhere in the wine country, eat, drink, make mad love and pretend we were born sterile and raise poodles."
-- Dorothy DeBolt

"Wine improves with age. The older I get, the better I like it."
-- Anonymous