

So while all kinds of people flocked to SDCC, I stayed at home in st.paul and celebrated my second wedding anniversary with my lovely wife. We did all kinds of stuff like went to a stuffy upscale snooty restaurant, went horseback riding (this was pretty epic and gave me reinvigorated hopes to being a cowboy when I grow up), had a picnic, worked on our garden, got some sunburn (jamie, not me), caught a flick, and exchanged gifts. Jamie really kicked my ass on the gift giving. I gave her this crappy thing and she got me two antique maps of our neighborhood dating back to 1884, and 1938. I've been wanting one for a long time and now that I have two of them I can't stop studying them. The changes to the neighborhood over the years have been fascinating. Thanks Jamie, you are certainly the most kickass wife ever.