A Visit with Z-Diddy...

In September I had a couple of weeks of vacation. In addition to finally taking
the boards, I went down to San Diego to see...


Z-Diddy and his lovely wife Dan(a)er.


As to be expected, they can Cold Lamp with the best of them. We were all
decked out in our Wisco finery in preparation for a viewing of UW's stunning
victory over Michigan.

Mike and Dana had to work on the first day I was there, so I entertained myself
and went to the San Diego Zoo. It was pretty awesome...


...the tone for the day was set immediately upon arrival when I made a beeline
for the primate house. My enthusiasm for all things monkey was rewarded
when I saw these two guys meticulously picking through their freshly deposited
poops (click on picture for closer view, if you're into that sort of thing.)
Comment of the Day = Father of four standing next to me saying, "One of
them must have swallowed the wedding ring."


Turtles Rule!


The Hippo was by far the coolest thing I've seen in a long time. He kept chasinga big plastic
ball that was floating in his pool, making laps past the viewing wall. I watched him for over
half an hour, completely transfixed. He was incredible...


Plus, his name is "Jabba."

Best... Hippopotamus... Name.... Ever.


Panda bears and...


...koala bears are pretty cute.


Mike met up with me a the zoo when he was done with work. We both agreed that if I
were a gazelle, I would definitely be a Dorkas.


Mike's a Monkey-Man!


Roscoe puts up with way to much of Z-Diddy's crap.


The next day Mike and I went for a cruise around San Diego, and then went
hiking in Torrey Pines State Reserve.


Spiders Rule! (but not as much as turtles, though.)


The park is on the coast, with beautiful eroded sandstone cliffs which
lead down to the ocean.


Purty...


Carl Nosek Glamour Photo #1289


Get-a-load-of-this-fuggin'-guy.


Nature Rules!


Another view of the trippy cliffs.


No need to hike 1.2 miles to Mussel Rock when it's flexed right in front of you.


I've only been in Cali for about one and a half years, but I've already comfortably
settled into the West Coast thug life. Despite my best attempts at holding onto
my Midwestern wholesomeness, now I'm all about the gunz, drugs...


...and cash. Represent!