Summer is days away so catching up on chronicling my winter feels about due.

We continued our tradition of imagining what it’d be like to have a dog while watching Bowie for a few days. The verdict is it’s the best when you’re on the couch, but the worst when you’re walking him at midnight because you don’t have a fenced in yard.

We watched our honorary niece Nikki perform at the Nutcracker Ballet. She was flawless, like always. We’ve seen her perform a few times now, and she’s always maintained she can immediately spot us in the crowd because of the light beaming off my bald head and smiling teeth. I could wear a hat, but no chance I’m not gonna smile.

We decorated Christmas cookies with the kids, and I ate the majority of their creations. Probably a metaphor about taxes somewhere in there. We all also conspired to tell those same kids that the New Year’s countdown happens at 8pm PST, and that it’s time for bed after that.

I ran my first 10K race. It was a lot of fun, but felt particularly inhumane to have that many hills on a single course.

We met baby Nelly. She’s very sweet and all, but she was born with more hair than I had at 30, so it’s hard not to be jealous.

Last but not least, I made a quick trip to Seattle to have too many drinks with the dudes and eat not enough donuts with the kids. All in all, It was a good winter. Not pictured are two nearly back to back bachelor parties, but more on those later.

Breakers Roar by Sturgill Simpson






















Summer’s right around the corner, which means I’ve just barely got around to sorting through photos from winter. Once upon a time I couldn’t imagine neglecting this place as much as I have. Not sure how much that really says though. Lot that goes on that I couldn’t have imagined.

In any case, time brought some sights along with its endless march through winter. A Santa bar crawl. A very good boy who let us adopt him for a few weeks. Fireworks on The Queen Mary. Apocalyptic skylines from the wildfires. Snowball fights with the kiddos in Tahoe. Possibly setting a Guinness World Record for most rides ridden in a single day at Disney. This was Winter.

Knowitall by Phantom Planet











































Showering the old friends but new parents. Weekend getaways in Palm Springs. Mick Jagger inspiring me to work on my cardio. The men being boys in Denver. Vampire Weekend at Red Rocks. Time with the kiddos by day in Seattle, and head banging to Metallica by night. Hot chicken and endless drinks in name of love in Nashville. Dancing with Future Islands downtown. This was summer.

King of Sweden by Future Islands.




































8 Planes. Countless bands. Easter in Palm Springs. Racing in Long Beach. Playgrounds in Seattle. Sunburn in Minneapolis. Toasts in West Hollywood. Nostalgia in Pasadena. A flipped kayak in Nashville. Near internet infamy in Boston. Too many drinks in Bel Air. Watching the kids get taller and friends go grayer. This was Spring and I’m tired.

We’ve Been Had by The Walkmen








































One scheduled flight at 10pm but cancelled at 3am later, we made it to Sacramento! The Duncans hosted a reunion of sorts at their new home. Was great seeing old friends, as well as meeting some of my brand new ones for the very first time. Lot of highlights, but one I was really excited for, was Drew, Duncan, and myself wearing the exact same shirt by happenstance. It’s always the best.