Later, Crater

Yeah, it's not just my blog that celebrates birthdays round here. I had a biggie too, last weekend. So a few folks headed down to camp by Crater Lake (I mean, with me, it's not that they were trying to escape) and ring in the new year in style.

The lake? It's pretty pimp.


And the phantom ship. Ooh, scary.


Finally, it's me, wearing some substantial Wayfarers and grinning like an idiot, as only a thirty-year-old can. Also, Alli.


This makes it look like we were fairly active over the few days we were down there, but I should reassure you that most of our time was spent around a campfire eating s'mores and drinking birthday beers. Happy birthday, me!

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We didn't see a bear, but if we had, it probably would've looked like this. Except real.



Hilarity as only Fox can do it.

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And now? Now, I am in Boston, which has been fun and productive so far. More of that later, but I should first remind you that the football season began somewhat tragically for Oregon. First, we lose our opening game, with most of our players performing worse than I would in a Ducks uniform. But then, after the final whistle, what promises to become the infamy of the season:



Blount, our best running back last season, won't be playing for the Ducks again.

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Here's another song by Songs:Ohia, the guy who did that Two Blue Lights track. You know, the one I keep playing to people and they keep realizing it's pretty much one of their favourite songs ever. This track is live, so quality is suboptimal, but I like it.



I think if I'd brought fiddle and banjo with me this is how we'd have celebrated midnight on the eve of my birthday. Probably would've annoyed any nearby campers.