Thursday, June 30, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 545



If working for Anchor Steam means spending my days in a building constructed in the 1930's, wearing a white jumpsuit and black rubber boots, and brewing good beer all day then sign me up.

Be sure to check out Anchor Brewing if you're ever in San Francisco and find yourself with some free time. The tour is FREE and it's one of the better free things I've done lately.
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Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 543



There was a run that we used to do back in college that was coined "Townsend." It was only a few miles long if I remember correctly and it became a favorite for a quick shakeout around the neighborhood or for tacking on a few extra miles for the day. If we needed something slightly longer and still close to home then we would do an "Extended Townsend." Fairly self-explanatory, right? "Townsend" treated us well back then so when I saw this I just couldn't help myself.
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Monday, June 27, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 542



While walking in San Francisco, from The Connecticut Yankee to 21st Amendment.
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Sunday, June 26, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 541



Steel mesh windows are fantastic. I want them at home. Not sure how that would work out but I'm confident it would be pretty great.
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Saturday, June 25, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 540



But I like my sunglasses.
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Friday, June 24, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 539

I ate it all. I probably shouldn't have.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 538


Another thing to love about Oregon? Lots and lots of good track & field.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 537


New friends in the kitchen.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 536



Making an impulse trip to the coast is sure to be one of my favorite things to do in Oregon.

Monday, June 20, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 535


15 Romolo. Super duper excellent. Their cocktails are made with plenty of care and they do take a little bit to reach you but as long as you can be patient, you won't be disappointed. I would go back in a heartbeat.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 534

Cream cheese, tomato, red onion, salt and pepper. New bagel obsession.

CONGRATS!

Congratulations, you two. You rock!

Then This Happened: Part 533

Happy wedding!

Friday, June 17, 2011

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 531

Hello, Frisco.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 530

Anchor Steam and Bullit Rye. Not a bad way to spend an afternoon with friends.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 529

Bags packed. Let's do this thing.

Monday, June 13, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 528



Apparently llamas sometimes frequent Wyoming rest areas. Sometimes they're accompanied by one of only two breeders of Argentine llama in the country. And sometimes the travelling llama is being transported in a minivan.

True story.
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Sunday, June 12, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 527



Snowdrifts are taken pretty seriously along Interstate 84.
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Saturday, June 11, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 526

Unpacking always takes longer than I think it will. Hey, at least the
blinds are up.

Friday, June 10, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 525

Fish in my juice.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 524


In sharing this closet, I've come to terms with the fact that I'll be lucky to occupy a third of it when all is said and done. That doesn't mean that I'm not going to fight for that half though!

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 523

IKEA, you are so good to me. Well, sort of.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 522

A home-cooked meal in a new home.

Monday, June 6, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 521

Going places.

Sunday, June 5, 2011

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 519

Mission accomplished.

Friday, June 3, 2011

Thursday, June 2, 2011

Then This Happened: Part 517



A storm was brewing.