Julian’s Year in Pictures

Jake sent along these pictures a little bit ago — I am only now getting around to putting them up. Thanks for sharing! Jake, please supply the proper dates/places/stories!

So I remember this one time that Jake got a job playing piano at the local Fairbanks tourist-honkey-tonk bar. He was like 12. He was dressed kind of like this then, too.

heheh i’m actually amazed you remember that.

The bar was the palace saloon in alaskaland (now frontier land or WTF) I was actually just goofing off, playing frontier. I had an old tape case that i had had for years (it’s the same one that katy barfed in on our first trip through canada. My chronicles of narnia tapes were in there and they nevr really got the smell of kate bleah out of them. Thanks sis.)

ANYWAY, this same case was with me that day when I was just having a good time walking around alaskaland, blending in with the theme…tourists were loving me.

I got the gumption in me and walked into the palace saloon and basically said ’you need me in your show.’

They didn’t know what to do with me at first, 12 year old kid in costume walks into the saloon….

But I played the piano for them and sang a bit, and they decided i was right.

The thing is, the first and only night I performed, I sang ’tutti frutti’ by little richard, and forgot EVERY WORD.

I ad libbed, to much success.

There was a standing ovation, and Mom took me home and that was that.

this story is much more interesting when I tell it in person. :P

Ah, I love that story. Not the blech story. The Tutti Frutti story. I especially loved you had those frilly sleeve-holder things in your costume (so the piano player can roll up his sleeves and really honky-tonk it up, without his sleeves falling down), but they were actually a woman’s garter belt. :)

GAZ from invader ZIM Sil.

These are a shot of the sea stacks on third beach, off the washington coast. I believe it was late september, so it’s a bit grey. There were flocks of pelicans cruising low and slow over the shallows.

Welcome to the pacific northwest.

If you look closely, you can see an elf.

He’s there, trust me.

I’ve been sitting here for three weeks straight. My eyes are bleeding. I still don’t see it.

That’s bacon sizzling in a camp pan.

….life doesn’t get much better than that.

So this one…That’s one of my best friends brishan with me in the picture. We had decided that we were going to catch a fish or six this trip, but the season was all wrong and the place we went was ill timed….a fishing derby had come through the week before, we found out and basically annihilated the population.

We had bought these two fillets of salmon as a worst case scenario fallback.

Turns out we needed them.

We actually watched a trout swimming in front of our bait looking bored and apprehensive at the same time. It was that bad.

Brishan tried to stab it with his hunting knife.

He missed.

That’s a big block of ice, with a gouge in it for the liquor to run through.

I keep forgetting to send you money for that vodka you got for me. I’ll remember one of these days :P I do everything electronically, and mom and dad want….PAPER shudder which requires me actually…going somewhere and doing something involving talking meat objects and pressed dead trees with ink on them. The entire process is unsettling.

No worries; I’m not charging interest :) Just buy me dinner next time I see you.

I just sent mom 300 bucks for half of Ariannas plane ticket to come visit me….all the paper and people involved…sheesh…I was like…what’s your account number I’ll just tranfer it…she’s like P.O. box…

sigh