Right after finals I had the rare honor of receiving a visit from an old friend (shown above, right) whom many of you may know as the foreign correspondent for the Time and Space Lounge, Mr. Felix Hurn. Felix and I spent most of the night drinking and shit-talking about old Tucson folks. We ended up at the Pour House in Lodo (Lower Downtown Denver) when the last call bell rang. Although we were both well past inebriated we agreed that not only was another beer in order, but a shot of Jaegermeister was imperative. A taxi ride later we were back on my porch, where for some reason I smoked a "black and mild" or someother ghetto cigar, and Felix and I tried to figure out exactly how we'd become friends, noting how little time we'd actually spent talking to eachother. All in all a fantastic visit. The next morning, hung-over and throbbing, I put on my lawyer costume and Felix drove me to an interview at the firm at which I am currently employed.


Literally the day after my visit with Felix I flew off to Costa Rica to spend time with my ex-ex-girlfriend (known on the Lounge as Double "O" Zero (came up with that name me self)). Costa Rica was wonderful although in retrospect it's way too touristy. I spent most of the trip trying to rekindle an old flame with the lovely lady pictured above, which was...oh, how should I put it...yes yes...a total failure. Really Double "O" is quite good looking and it's cruel of me to post this picture when I have so many better ones, but I got a cruel streak that runs deep.


In June I welcomed K. Rudolph Chair (seen above, right) for an extended stay. My pops (seen above, left; known on Mr. Chair as Face Sr.) came up from Phx and took us on a classic Colorado fishing trip. Chair above is eating the only catch of the day. An apple. My dad fished it out of the river and insisted that we cut it up and eat it. It by no means made up for the bad fishing day, but damn it if that apple wasn't one of the best I've ever had.

The most remarkable development of the summer has been my new found fondness for one, Molson06 (shown above, right; not to be mistaken for the bloated seal lying to her left. Just kidding that's me. I actually doctored this photo to make it appear as if we had just woken up in her bed.) Molson06 is a fellow law student and easily the prettiest girl in the Rocky Mountain Region. I think the only reason she likes me is because I've read the Norwegian author Knut Hamsun. And the only reason I've read Knut Hamsun is because in a random chapter of Charles Bukowsky's novel "Women" he says that Knut Hamsun is the best writer ever. So...thanks Bukowsky.