guess who’s back (itches on account of contact dermatitis)?

answer: raynor’s back. now that i am safely within the borders of these united states, i’d like to thank my savvy compadre ramona for her remarkable helmswomanship this last week. thanks to her, we now know that a chicken is not carved, it is frusted; that the franglish pronunciation of bleu is blur and milanaise is mill-on-ays; and that to churn out true scottish oatmeal, one must first remove all of one’s underpants from one’s underpants drawer. moochuz grassy-ass, ramona. ehr-race day roadeeyas day lah ah-beyha.

for those curious, my spring break was everything that i had hoped for. in keeping with my new year’s resolution, i have uploaded all of my vacation photos to my flickr stream. please enjoy them while i bathe myself in calamine lotion and corticosteroids.