Frosted Flake Here

I write to you with a bag full of 'new'...
A new location
A new purpose
A new hairline
Hell, even new socks.


Ketchup Time:
--I did in fact make it to Mexico on the 'ol bicycle. Actually it wasn't the bike I began the trip with. That one found a new owner (i.e. stolen in San Francisco). 2027 miles, 87 days, and 2 bikes later I found happiness with a Tijuana burrito, Corona and a Mexican border agent named Maria. It is officially the farthest I've ever traveled for Mexican food.
--This year started with a Seattle stint for 2 months. Took a job in a community center and took a class on how to draw blood. I am now a certified Phlebotomist so please give blood and a little job security to your buddy Dave. Oh wait, no jobby job here yet.
--I am currently laying my head in Portland taking a couple prerequisite classes for nursing school. I've been exploring the mighty wee world of microbiology and now find myself scrubbing my hands 18 times a day. I've also mastered the art of sneezing into my armpit...simultaneously stifling germs and tickling myself.

In a new direction, here is my attempt to post lectures for my microbiology colleagues. Cross your fingers...