I will no longer be updating Iron Guide (see below). Instead, I am now writing at my new, personal blog. Though that will be about some of the newer things I'm doing in life, if you want to see updates about Louie, Lester, and now Dusky, add me on Facebook -- there's enough ridiculously cute pictures to go around.

It's been a busy, busy month and I've been just awful about updating this blog. I've (again) been yelled at (multiple times!) for not writing in such a long time, so here I am. What with 14-hour days being the norm now and 18-hour days considered long, I simply don't have the time to write as much as before, but I'll try to post at least once or twice a week going ahead. Not that any of you will complain, but I think it'll be more pictures than text. :P But seriously, if I slack again, just yell at me... that seems to work!

So, here's the thirty-second summary of everything Lester and I have done in the past thirty days in thirty pictures. I've, uh, taken some creative license with the story. :)

OK, here goes.

Lester and I went on a road trip down the Pacific coast to Los Angeles. We stopped at the beach, where Lester (was made to) pose for a picture,


after which he proceeded to lick (what was left of) his manhood,


but then tried to eat some seaweed,


and instead got a mouthful of sand. "Who me? I didn't try to eat nothin'." Sure.


I climbed up a (very tall) lighthouse that wouldn't let Lester up with me, so I left Lester at the bottom and made the gate lady watch him. If you look closely, you can see his foot.


Lester cried like a little baby (many times) when I jumped off a cliff (many times),


but then forgot all about his angst and slept ...


... switched positions, and then slept some more,


while I drove


and drove and drove.


At some point, I stuck Lester in a very big tree


and then another


but, finally, he got even with me by getting Koji to convince me that, sure, it'd be fun take them both on a walk at the same time. Never again.


A little wiser but with a couple more white hairs, Lester and I flew back from LA on Alaska Airlines,


passing not only the official security with flying colors


but also this random dude's impromptu up-close-and-personal check-up,


with Lester curling up into a nice little ball under the seat in front of me. See, I told you they fit. :P


Missing Koji, Lester found this crazy-looking pig in Seattle, became the best of friends, and begged me to take a picture of them together so he could remember him forever ...


... but their fate was not to be, as I had to run off to one of many meetings with lawyers, designers, CTOs, CEOs, and just all sorts of CXOs, and Lester was sad. But, then he went and found another pig


and another


but then got bored of the whole pig thing and went out and ran a triathlon. Where'd that come from? Who knows.


As a reward, we all pitched in and got him... an orange juice container, but Lester was a little confused initially


and wanted a GoughNuts toy instead like all the other cool kids,


so he got that too and now carries it around everywhere like it's his favorite blankie.


Still, once or twice he gets into things he really shouldn't


or gets himself stuck in places he knows he shouldn't be,


and finds himself in big trouble,


but, all in all, he's coming along pretty well and his big brother Louie is rooting for him to make it through.


Crap. Only 29 pictures. OK. Bubbles!

Labels: Lester, Louie

Permalink | Written at 1:47 PM | Post a comment | 2 comments | Trackbacks

YOU'RE ALIVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAY!

And THANK YOU for the update :P
Permalink   | Posted by  Natalie at August 28, 2007 9:31 PM

great comeback! omg... those are amazing pics, esp crater lake! one of those places looks familiar. looks like you made at cannon beach ?
And lester & pigs series is hilarious :D
Permalink   | Posted by  Karan at August 29, 2007 10:36 PM