Poll Time!!!

OK, I know this is kinda dumb. Ive got this comming weekend off (Fri, Sat, Sun) and it will most likely be my last until December or so, since we should finally be going back to summer schedule at work. Now here's the dilemma. We were originally going to go to Twin Falls, ID to the new temple open house, got tickets and everything. But I was also thinking San Diego because we have Seaworld passes good untill the end of the year. My heart says Seaworld, but my head and wallet say Twin Falls (actually the wallet says stay home, but I'm done listening to him). So I need your help. Which one would you do? OK, Twin Falls is closer (250 miles), has a uplifting spiritual experience, and is closer (I know I mentioned that already, but I wanted 3 good things about TF and could only think of 2). But on the downside, TF is, well, in Idaho. It is close enough that we could come back same day if we get bored enought and do something else Saturday and Sunday. San Diego is more funner, has more funner stuff, and has Tijuana near by (donkey show?), but its much further away (about 600 miles each way) which hurts even more with $4.50 gas, and it also has Tijuana near by (guess I could fill up in TJ for $2/gallon and wait at the border for 3 hours to come back in). Also, if you dont like any of those options, suggest your own, but don't say come to Phoenix cause its too damn hot. Just leave your choice in the comment so I dont have to decide.

Devin.

How we gonna kick it, gonna kick it root down!

Hi, Devin again. I know probably anyone who reads this (the 2 or 3 of you) don't know that I am Basque. To be honest, not too long ago neither did I. Already, I know you are saying to yourself, "what the hell is Basque". Well, that's what I would say to myself. I know most of you don't swear as much as I do (though IMO, hell isn't swearing). The Basques are from northern Spain and southern France (from what I've discovered, I'm from the Spanish part), and you can learn so much more on Wikipedia than I can ever tell you myself. Anyways, my parents came up this weekend, which just happened to be, besides July 4th, the annual National Basque Festival (and parade) in Elko, NV, about 180 miles from us. To be honest, it was a much smaller event than the website made it out to be, and I didn't get to see the weightlifting or lumberjack competitions because Cameron was screaming and Amy had a migraine and was being a not very nice girl, so we had to leave early. But what we see was really cool and wants to make me find out more about my heritage (maybe it will get me working on my genealogy again).

This is a pic I took of Cameron in a little beret I bought for him. I thought I'd go artsy and make it black and white.






Another cute one of Cam my dad got. Love the filthy face. It really stands out in this one.







Collin in his beret. Once again, in a artsy sepia tone.







Tessa in her sunglasses. I guess being almost 7 and a 2nd grader make you too cool for a silly hat.






Children in traditional Basque clothing in the parade. Just after this, they did a little dance. Sorry for the not close up shot, I had the short lens on.





Some more dancing by the older dancers, this one was a dance that was done to sell fish at the market the announcer said. Interesting. Once again, sorry for the crappy shot. I had the zoom lens on and I think I zoomed too much.




I've got plenty more bad pictures where those came from. All of my pictures are viewable on flickr in their unorganized and untagged goodness. I've never got around to properly organizing them, what with all the Counterstrike and Diablo 2 I've been playing a work lately. To keep weirdos from glancing into our lives, if you want to see them, leave a note or email Amy or me and we will send you our flickr info.