Through submission to greed, anger and the socratic method I have transformed into a terrible force of evil. My new powers include the ability to conjure canteloupe-sized balls of energy with which I smite my adversaries. I can also conjure regular canteloupes but they are never quite as ripe as I'd like them to be.


Molson and I traveled to Santa Fe this last weekend. Sante Fe is a charming capital that continues a noble tradition of median adoption. Look at the care Santa Fe motel, adoptee, has put into this median. Just truly touching.

Santa Fe has many opulent rug boutiques. This seems like an appropriate place to comment on the personality of Santa Fe. It's a tourist town, but no ordinary tourist town. It's a tourist town for rich folks.

The highlight of the weekend was dinner at the Pink Adobe (The Pink Adobe was suggested to Molson by a friend who couldn't remember the name exactly. Molson was told to go to the "Pink Taco.") Molson had the sushi-grade yellow fin tuna, and I had the Opa(yeah, I've never heard of it either). The Opa was also sushi-grade cooked medium rare with a seaweed salad, notable wasabi and some mandarin orange slices. Hands down best meal I've ever had. If you are ever asked by a waiter, "would like you to have the special, it's Opa." Say, you bet'cha! The Pink Adobe receives five stars.