Diana’s New Year’s party was excellent as always. Endless good discussion, and some fond farewells and goodlucks. And more food than you can shake a crystallized fondue fountain at. There’s a beauty in never knowing when a Rocky party will hit its high. For me, it was after most people had left, with the phrase “moist pussy shit”, and the surrounding discussion such as only Rockies can have.

Below are my pictures from visiting my sister in Utah. My brother Terrence has discovered the apathy game, but he isn’t very good at it and tries too hard. I love my nieces! I hope they get out of Mormanland alive. But while there, at least they can appreciate the god-smackingly gorgeous Zion National Park. Serene [eldest niece] trekked a good trail without any help, despite Joe’s [my step-dad] over-bearing parentalism.

Joe, Serene, Jasmine	Mom, Terry, Jarrah, Joe	Jade	Terrence
Sandy Hollow	Sandy Hollow	Sandy Hollow	Sandy Hollow
Serene in Zion	Zion National Park	Bird in Zion	Along the Trail

This year’s holiday season has been the best in recent memory, and full to overflowing. But I’m glad it’s over, because the next six months are filling up fast.

My friends are truly incredible people. But as wonderful as you all are, I’ve never seen anything as beautiful as the swarming bacteria here. Talk about god-smacking…