This is a 45 minute drive from my house

Colorado is so gorgeous.This is more like six hours from my house, but it's still in Colorado, and it fits the theme. That's me, and that's a wicked huge-ass drop. I was scared.

My Bro and his GF (she exists!). Anne says she looks older than him. Apparently, J knows what's up. You go, buddy.
These are the Buchanans. The twins, Zach and Jake, are HUGE Power Hour of Power fans, and will continue to be so until they figure out that I'm not that cool and that getting a request played on the radio isn't really, either. And that's my dog, Gracie.And here's a better picture of Gracie. She's pointedly ignoring my dad's favorite TV show. Good dog.
And, so he doesn't feel left out, here's my cat, Willy, former Badass King of the Neighborhood. He's a little to old to be badass, anymore. He throws up if he eats too much. Eew.Okay, so that's it. No more autobiographical pictures for a while. In other news, Anne and I are going seven for seven this week. What can we say, Alex and Leah are gone, we're lonely, and we are going to get fucking DRUNK.