iH,
bw reporting in. All is well on the Eastern front. Got nasty hot last
weekend, but we finally got some rain this week.
Helen and I have been having fun on various adventures. In the first
photo, you can find her dog Toosi taunting her as she is stuck knee deep
in mud and her not-so-valiant boyfriend takes a picture rather than
rescues her. This is because he was also just stuck in mud and did not
want to get stuck again.
We had to go back up to Ikea last weekend to exchange a futon mattress.
This time we stopped in their food section and bought exotic Swedish
food stuffs (I think it used to be a fish), which we enjoyed in our own
private dining area (parking lot, 2nd/3rd pics). The encrypted numbers
on her hand are the secret locations to a cool chair that we bought for
my living room. They have papers available for writing down such
numbers, but Helen’s hand seemed less losable.
Mom & Dad, very much enjoyed my birthday cloths and video rocket! The
4th pic shows Zach setting it up at the bottom of the hole. We had a
perfect launch and it managed to avoid both sides of the hole and every
tree and rooftop in the neighborhood, landing in the church parking lot.
The rocket recorded a great video, which I promptly mis-deleted. But
I did get a video from the ground of the rocket. Posted it to
http://brucewinter.net , in the videos link.
Zach is sad because he is Jessy-less for 10 days. She left yesterday
for a backpacking trip in Colorado with some friends. She bought a new
1 person tent, tested in the 5th pic.
I was lured back down into the hole last weekend. They then pulled the
ladder up and made me dig 75 buckets of dirt (a new record) before they
lowered it back down. I got a little bit dirty.
I can not say much about the 7th photo, as it involves a secret, not to
be published science experiment. But fear not, the experiment went off
without a hitch (boy did it go off!), and that is not hot magma from the
center of the earth bubbling up about to engulf Zach, but rather a light
bulb that we discovered after some digging.
Helen had a Mayo Neurology social event at the Foundation house last
week, so she invited her daughter Aya and myself. Dress was ‘informal’,
which meant suit jacket. I was the only tie-less guy there. Afterward,
we had fun touring the house. It was William Mayo’s house, very fancy,
with a pipe organ that Aya played. The last 2 pics show us conducting
ourselves in proper conservative Mayo fashion.
Bruce