Dad's Army

This is a 1967 photo of my dad's Officers Candidate School training in the Taiwanese Army. My dad is the one with the glasses in the front row to the extreme left. 

My dad's rugby playing days at the Cultural University Rugby Football Club in Taipei, Taiwan. Dad is the one all the way to the left.  

American University Rugby

Now that I'm back in DC I'm in touch with the AU boys again. This is a new crew of players from two years again and there are very few players I know. They're young but are making huge strides in improving their game. I hope to be working with them and cheering them on from the sideline.

I hope to be fully employed soon and have my health insurance back so I can get in a social match every once in a while.

All Blacks vs. Tonga

dog

This has to be one of the funniest dog videos

Missouri Asking for Cookies!

The Windy City

We arrived in Chicago tired and in a foul mood. This wasn't the most free-spirited road trip I have ever taken. Seeing a gnarly Motel 6 in Schiller Park didn't put me and J in good spirits either.

We checked into the Sofitel and found happiness (at least in a great hotel and a good night's sleep). I always think either stop in first class hotels or camp. I don't like the in-betweens.

We did the whirlwind tour of Chi-town - the Navy Pier, Lincoln Park, Old Town, the Golden Mile, Wrigleyville, etc. All the right tourist spots. If it's just me and plenty of time, I'd hang in Wrigleyville pubs and just wait for Cubs games to start.

Square States

Here's our travels through the square states (Utah and Colorado). We ran into a rest stop where these two Navajos were selling their hand-made jewelry. The view was breathtaking and the art was cheap. So I got a necklace for J. Whiting.

We also spent a morning in Breckenridge. Here we are enjoying crepes at an outdoor cafe and also saw a poster advertising for a rubber duckie race.

Shiny Vegas

I never liked gambling. But I like Las Vegas buffets and the unlimited drinks the cocktail waitresses bring. Vegas was our first stop and ends the first leg of J and my x-country drive from LA to Washington, DC.

Farewell to Los Angeles

These were my last images before picking up Jennifer in late August 2006 and once again moving away from LA. To a limited extent, these also represent what I loved and also hated about LA - the beach, Santa Monica, eating crepes on the Third Street Prominade, the fantastic Korean food in K-Town, but also the traffic, ugly architecture, etc.

I don't know if I'll be back here to live again.

kirk gibson

My happiest baseball moment. I was 15 years old during the 1988 World Series and I couldn't be happier to see ole Gibson limp up to the plate and hit one out of the park.

I just wish the video laid off the music and leave Vin Scully in.