My arms are gonna fall off. Damn. I went rock climbing with Jesse and his friend Brian, and it was quite a workout. Interestingly, Brian thought he had met me somewhere before. It turns out that he was at TAF back in the late 80's when both Jesse and I were there. Brian was originally from Kansas, so I'm sure there are some other small degrees of separation between him and the current KC TAFers. What an evening of strange coincidences. Anyways, I need a serious massage. Damn.

Jesse and Brian in action.

Here I am climbing, and a nice visual of my butt.