The path of (my) life....

Is it not a shame how most of us go from innocent little children to stressed out adults. Here are some picts of some good days!


I LOVED playing in the dirt with my Tonka trucks and matchbox cars. Tide box? I dunno.


My cousins.....which one is me?


Metal Head Banger throwin down some Slayer!


Me, a Dad, and starving graduate student.


Yes, I am in that tent. Cheah Bald Winter 2005.


"Dad, the race is over, can we go home now?"


Follow me to Mount Lemmon AZ.