Reading at the end of the coffee bar in the corner of Starbucks. Lisa’s putting together a presentation. Nothing makes me happier than our work/reading dates here.

Not my best pan, but it captures a burger night that was fun for the whole family.

A lot of tom foolery on the bus ride back from the round. I’m buying the first round at the bar because I just shot tv round of my life at the #1 course in America. I LOVE Oregon!

The 18th of Bandon Dunes. I needed a bogey on this par 5 to break 100. I shot a 10. Having a blast though :-)

Post-golf dinner at the pub. We’re exagerating stories about our best shots. [Certainly not by best pan]

Great view from our table here. I feel like the whole city is 3rd wheelin’ on this date.

I couldn’t be more proud of my wife. She just CRUSHED her presentation!

Lisa’s brother’s wedding. That’s Lisa, looking radiant, at the far left, which is also where she falls politically.

Well, now I feel like a big shot.

I got an email about about 6 months ago from someone who had come across this pan of mine from a pilgrimage to South Bend with a Notre Dame alum buddy of mine, Paul, and a bunch of other buddies from school.

He liked the shot a lot (which really flattered me, because I love shooting pans), and was about to build a bar in his home, and wanted to blow up my image, and decoupage over it to make the counter top.

Several months later, I guess his work is complete. I really liked the way that it came out, and I bet this “rec room” in his home is a ton of fun. God bless the Internet for connecting people to make things like this possible.

Early b-day dinner with the gang at my favorite restaurant in Naples, Amore.

Update: I noticed after posting that my dad’s face was inadvertently cut off in the stitching. Yikes.

Catching up with 6 high school buddies at Lower Depths near Fenway in Boston. It’s a lot of fun to tell old stories every few years.

Hitting a Cambridge greasy spoon this morning. My buddy’s grandfather used to own this spot, so we gave it a shot.

Happy hour across the street from MGH with Lisa’s pediatrician friends.

Great view from the corner of the new Garden. Celts are barely beating the cellar-dweller Clippers.

[The seats were better than they appear in this shot]

Slinging dice at the bar at Drink. We’re not making friends (b/c we’re kinda loud), but I’m making bank.

I like that my panoramic software flubbed the stitching a little, so it looks like we were drinking at M.C. Escher’s favorite watering hole.