Saturblog

This was going to be an incredibly amazing post, but due to a major hiccup in blogger's photo-uploading machinery my will to make this great has dwindled. Here are some pics with greatly reduced commentaries.


Nana sent us a magical statue to help sell our house. Just before it arrived in the mail we actually did? Coincidence? Lucie sure thinks so.


The recent lar, gar, and brook visit was most awesome. This is part one of a Garth Brooks series.


Part two.


Part three.


The cover of brook's forthcoming rap album.


Red Rocks for Arcade Fire and LCD Soundsystem.


Poster seen at said concert venue. Notice who opened for a little band called les échantillons.


Also seen: this beaute of ozzy as a scary beast. blurriness detracting from amazingness.


This was meant to capture both gar and me, but somehow it does not.


LCD Soundsystem whose highlight was the short shorts on the drummer.


Arcade Fire. This looks a lot like LCD Soundsystem, but they did not at the time.


Brook is ready to rock. Or overthrow a ruthless dictator.


Gar is ready to Party. Or Garty. Ok. The gar references need to stop. The boy has a name. [open window in storm a la neverending story] "RRRRRRRYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!"


Main drain. heh-heh. Urology. [clears throat]


Lucie playing on a large representation of bacon. I apologize to all once and future vegans.


Lucie grew to enormous proportions at Target the other night.


Can't wait for halloween. Lucie tried on the Attack-dog costume.


Lauren thought it would be appropriate to dress lucie up in double-underwear and sunglasses. It totally was.


Lar-lar binks in the hizzy.


More extra-underwear shots.


Kelloggs, please make my check out to Joshua D. Holyoak.


Gar palates some thai food.


Seen in a textbook. How does one let this happen? I apologize for this photo.


"Are you my mommy?" This cuteness should make up for the neck mass. If not, make sure and go back up to get another good look at it.

Saving Private Gar

Watched that today for the first time all the way through: holy crap. Old Stevie sure knows what he's doing, doesn't he? I'm just hoping Indiana Jones and the Cheesiest Title Ever doesn't ruin his streak.

Garbies, Browhawk and Lar-lar recently visited and it was so great. The only part that blew, and blew hard, was a missed lunch date foiled by my meaningless presence in the operating room.

Gar also informed me that if I don't specifically mention it here, he will never look at holyoak.net. Consider it mentioned. A major face lift has recently occurred.

Why is it that I get so stressed out about new rotations? I have been told multiple times that the rotation I'm about to begin is a relatively "cush" one, yet my bowels are churning like I've got me some C. Diff. Not literally mind you, for those of you who just became physically ill.

Alright, go check out holyoak.net. I've put too much effort into it to do much here today.

Peace.

narcisismsimsicismsmcmimsm

I hate spelling.

SO...(this blog should be called "so...") I was googling myself, as I'm wont to do, and came upon this strangeness. Does anyone know who this person is? Even more pressing, is there anyone who can explain why I'm listed as one of his musical interests?!?

Does anybody else sing Rock the Cazbah with the words "Lock the Taskbar" every time they play with windows? Cause I sure do. Of course, I also sing "I can't go for that," by Hall & Oats everytime I see the non-steroidal anti-inflammatory drug, Diclofenac.

Garby's and Brohawk will be here in tres dias! And then La-la shortly thereafter! It will be a weekend to remember. I think I might be sick on Monday.

And, to follow off of gar's concert theme, Curse you Interpol for being so awesome yet scheduling a date in Denver on a Sunday! A friend said, "what does that matter, it's not like you drink so you can stay up and party all night." Helas, I must refer said friend to the...one second, googling the 10 commandments...4th commandment, and more specifically to the Mormon interpretation of said commandment.

I don't put many pics on this here blog anymore. How bout a little picstravaganza:

Where I'm spending my days (and some of my nights).


The world's tallest building currently under construction in Dubai, and currently causing me some diffuse axonal injury.


I have one of these [huge grin].

This guy...

Is coming here...

On this dude's...

birthday.

Mmm...corn.

Ok, that was exhausting. No wonder I don't put pics up very often.

stuff

Whether or not you agree with the message, I defy anyone not to be blown away by this guy.

It is astounding to me that I somehow managed to make it through 4 years of college, 4 years of medical school, and 3 months of urology before noticing that adrenaline and epinephrine (which, incidentally are the same thing) are named very obviously. The hormone comes from the adrenal glands [DURRR!!!] which are epi-(on top of) nephric (kidneys) [double durrr!!!!] I wonder what other obvious names I haven't noticed yet.

Lastly, you heard it hear first (what a nice phrase): There will be a touch-screen iPod announcement tomorrow.

Curse you, APPLE!!! Why must you torture me so with your wildly fanciful offerings?!?

Ok, REALLY lastly: Lucie has recently discoverd music. It is so sweet.

Homer meets Darwin

Now this is awesome: