Here I was thinking there weren't any movies for me to look forward to...

Things are interesting at the Desert Botanical Garden.

Side note on the wickiup (the hut.)
For some reason they decided that I should be the person holding the tops of the supports together as they tied them to one another.  So the height of the hut represents exactly how far up I could reach.

STILL.

Welcome to full fledged adulthood.
Whoo.

Fascinating, isn't it?

Yep.
Fly.
Check in.
Gorge myself on vending food.

That's just how I roll.

* Photo stolen from my father's blog Roadboy's Travels

I did not plan to be at Disney for my birthday.

It just sort of serendipitously happened.

I feel like such a crap adult.

Holi is an Indian festival meant to usher in spring.
It's celebrated by dancing and flinging color pigment at each other.
If you go with friends, this means that you will be covered, head to toe, in color.

Also:

How does that even happen?

Everywhere.

Ahhh.
It's pollen season again.

In other news-
I got a nice little write up courtesy of Yab Yum Music and Arts.
^_^