Look at him in all his glory. That naughty little grin and those robust, red balls. Oh, I thought he would live forever but I was wrong. Astro the Christmas penis is no more. He was shattered at what could be our final Sunday BBQ and the send off party for my Tuaranga boys. Astro was like the glue that held the group together, but now he is gone along with my dear Irish lads. All will be missed... 

Here is a nice pic of me and my Tuaranga crew. Thats me on the left, then ole baby Roy, followed by Mex reigning from North Carolina, then my Irish boys Colin and Matt. We had a big night on Saturday that resulted in some substantial wounds for the illustrious Colin. They have all left now leaving me with the task of finding new friends... 

I entered a deep state of depression after Astro was so rudely destroyed. 

Battered and broken my Christmas penis is now just a shell of a penis. Poor ole bastard, I was gonna show him the world! 

Another shot of the boys 

The energy flowing through the room distorted my pictures again. This dancin was just too good to capture on film 

Ozzy Henry maning the grill 

I can't even believe how mind blowing this dancing is! 

Some peps chillin in our patio area 

Pina Coladas were the drink of the night 

Happy Birthday Shitbox!

My primary mode of transportation hit a milestone here recently as she turned 20 years old! Wheee! I am thinking about getting her an oil change to celebrate this monumentous occasion. She has had a good 20 years and with any kind of luck she will have 20 more brilliant years. I am just thankful for the time I have had with her so far. That dull grey exterior almost brings tears to my eyes everytime I think about it. Ahh, good times. I love you shit box

Curiousity killed the Andy

This title could relate to any number of things that I am tangled up in right now, but on this day, the 11th of January, I am refering to my inability to turn down food at a buffet. I have to try everything there and go back for seconds on the really good stuff. Well this buffet was particularly big with a carribbean theme, so you know I am going to put myself through severe pain by the time I get done with it. We went to the Heinekin Tennis Open in Auckland to cheer on our Atlanta boy Robby Genepri (that could be spelled wrong) which was much more fun than I originally anticipated. Then again it is hard to not have fun while you slam Heine's in the sun all day. Ole Robby went out in the first round so we skipped the night match to stuff ourselves at this buffet. I really wanted to start rolling around on the ground moaning in pain by the time I was done. The belt and top button of the pants were both undone for the ride home. I haven't eaten shit today due to the gluttony I subjected myself to last night. Tomorrow: Blues, Brews, and BBQs! I am going to buy a new, smaller digital camera so I can start documenting my social outings as well as my wilderness adventures.

Growing Pains

I saw the Growing Pains reunion movie a couple of days ago on TV, and I mean to tell ya it was fantastic! Ole Mike Ceaver is still up to his old antics even with his like 8 kids and Jason is still the mastermind that he always was. The best part about the movie was they had all the original characters and that Mike's ring tone was the theme song from the show. They got together in an effort to sell the family house, but that ofcourse did not happen. How could it and still be a good reunion movie? Probably the only good bit of TV that I have watched over here, everything else is shiot. Who is your favorite character from the Growing Pains?

Happy 2K6!

I would like wish everyone a wonderful 2006, otherwise known as the year of Andy! The New Years celebration at the beach was heaps of fun but it is definitely a time of year where you miss the people that make up home. All the calls from the ATL were much appreciated. I hope everyone had a nice time as the ball dropped, no balls here but I did get some fire works. Anywho I am trying to think of some good new years resolutions, any suggestions?