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[n.] a person capable of isolated moments of athletic brilliance who more frequently exhibits little coordination and commits acts of minor but conspicuous stupidity
Friday, November 20, 2009
Go see this. At night.
There is a new mural -- and by "new" I mean "in a place where only decaying brick used to be" -- on the east side of the building where Este Downtown lives. You gotta see this at night. It's amazing.
A prime example of why art critics do not use the iPhone.
I'm a 30-something year old lawyer, and a Taurus. I went to school at Bowdoin College in Maine, where I majored in rock climbing and long naps. After graduation, I moved to Salt Lake to serve as an Americorps member at the Fourth Street Clinic. A few years later, I went to law school at the U, where I majored in tearing and rehabbing knee ligaments.
Kids? Nope. Wife? Yep, and she is definitely the class of my act. She makes me laugh out loud, she's a great skier and a fantastic fly fisher, she makes sure I don't take myself too seriously, and she has a sweeeeet cabin in the Uintas.
Life is good. Way better than I deserve.
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