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Several years ago when I was traveling through South America, my stomach / GI tract was doing just fine for the first few months. Gallo in Guatemala … cuy in Peru … choclo!
No problem.
Then around the three and a half month mark, my innards started to rebel. Perhaps it was the cappuccino with unpasteurized cream. Perhaps it was that late-night Cuzconer Kebab (which was a grilled sandwich with dubious chicken and a fried egg on top). Perhaps it was the water we didn’t boil long enough because we were living at altitude.
Or perhaps it was just my time … I came down with the sickness and my bowels were never quite the same.
Kelli happens to be at about the three and a half month mark. Earlier this week she had the double joy of simultaneously fighting off a cold and the Schlitz, if you know what I mean. But yesterday we thought things were back to normal. After dinner, we shared a bottle of wine and had a fun night listening to tunes, discussing Rubber Soul, and reminiscing about Gracie the Cat.
Unfortunately today she’s back on the porcelain horse. Nothing at all serious, mind you. Just a constant rumble in the jungle.
So while she has just been relaxing and watching the local HGTV equivalent, I piddled the day away doing random stuff … like figuring out how to create animated GIFs! Hooray! (Click on the images below for full-screen GIF-ness.)
3D Cairn
Stare at this for long enough and it begins to look like I’m popping out of the screen.
Good Riddance, Movember
Since I didn’t rock a ‘stache this November, I grew mighty tired of all the silly mustaches. Yes, Movember is a good cause and all, but I hate to break the news to you fellas: the mustache is dead. Long live the mustache!
Thin to Win!
I apologize in advance for any subsequent silly GIFs.
