The Sasquatch Gang, a film I worked on, is playing in several theaters. We saw it at the Uptown tonight. A nearly empty theater, but we had a few laughs. Here is the official website. http://www.thesasquatchgang.com/

Several new discoveries on excursions to town:

Flan is not found on every corner in Mexico. It took about 2 hours of asking, "Tienes flan?" at every restaurant before we finally found some.

This dog actually belongs to the fire department in Cabo and I previously saw it next to a fire truck before it escaped. I witnessed the escape and have photographic documentation.

I also learned that Catholic church gives me nose bleeds.

The exchange rate: A few dollars and some pesos = 1 kayak

The symmetry is nice, but we did change our rowing pattern so we could make it out to the famous arch of Cabo.

The inciting moment.


Steph is Roger Federer because she has shorter hair.


I'm Rafael Nadal because I have longer hair.


Girls rock at tennis.


Wimbledon here we come.

A vacation means ordering sushi...

...while remaining in the pool or jacuzzi.

Don't be fooled by fair skin, Steph has the power to photosynthesize.

La casa. Club Cascadas.


Neighboring resort.


Bed on the beach. Doesn't get much better than that.


A bean bag is a progressive substitute for beach chairs.

American gangster.

First night in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico.

These expressions still warranted blogging a blurry photo.

Gramps has been painting again.

His studio audience.

Unbeknownst to me, Ken was whipping Mike.

They run a tight ship.

Identity crisis.

It seems I have been having an identity crisis . Please cast your vote.

Exhibit A: Beatnik


Exhibit B: Janine Melnitz


Exhibit C: Cowgirl


Exhibit D: Double Agent

Weezer remix. Watch us unravel.

Institutional madness. High school at its best. And I mean that.

Veterans Day

I find these two photos to be very patriotic. Happy Veterans Day.