An evening of new and unfinished projects- by Justin, Jacob, N/A Steve and Myself

I'd like our weekend ritual of bouldering for about half an hour, and then resorting to attempting ridiculous feats of agility and acrobatics, to continue throughout this winter, until it warms enough to do these things outside. Here Justin gets friendly with a stalactite.

Still chalked and bandaged from barn-door swings gone horribly wrong while bouldering, Steve accepts his latest challenge with aplomb. Four down, eight to go - and easy on the coffee!

Not to be outdone, Jacob, in a rash act of self-destructiveness, toys with cheap chopsticks and the notion of imploding his esophagus with wasabi. If you're gonna spew, spew into this...

As for me, to purchase a laptop given my techno-illiteracy and a shared vocabulary of about 15 English words with a used-computer salesman in a subway station (most of which were simply different pronounciations of DVD? O-kay!!!!), my feat of tracking down Justin and co. in a city of about 12 million without a cellphone (its possible but not pretty), and bowling over 100 seemed to be as close to the sun as I'd risk flying for one day, given my waxen sandals and all.