ode to spud

omigod. my little brother rode 825 miles on his bicycle from portland to san francisco. it's amazing! it's fantastic! it's spudderific! he got into town right between sarah having her baby and debbie and michael getting married, so he was treated to mass insanity around the tart house. but he was also treated to the House of Meat, so it all worked out. and he got along smashingly with dave's parents. and he got to see circus. and rock climb. and hunt for the wild parrots of telegraph hill. and attend a wedding. and take a shower. it's all good. :)

as lovable furry old grover would say, "I am so PROUD of you!!!!!!"