Reader: Fissure

Monday, March 10, 2008

Fissure

We had a particularly rough weekend over here, so while I clean up several messes, you can look at this picture I took of a glacier (or a fissure in a glacier) in Iceland.

I'll mega-post later tonight.

11 comments:

P said...: That is a beautiful pic. Tell us about Iceland - is it true that 85% of the population believes that elves exist?; March 10, 2008 at 12:22 PM
Julie said...: That is incredibly cool.; March 10, 2008 at 1:05 PM
Anonymous said...: that's a big crack; March 10, 2008 at 1:34 PM
EmmaL said...: This picture is so cool!! Do you know how many times I have checked your blog already today, in anticipation of the tribute post? A lot.; March 10, 2008 at 1:37 PM
nicole antoinette said...: Gorgeous. You've been to so many amazing places and done so many exciting/impressive things!

I hope everything is okay.; March 10, 2008 at 3:49 PM
Dagny said...: That takes my breath away.

//is very jealous. ;); March 10, 2008 at 4:19 PM
Em said...: That's kind of freaky for some reason.; March 10, 2008 at 6:04 PM
LizLSB said...: Oddly pretty. Hope everything's OK.; March 10, 2008 at 6:25 PM
M@ said...: Wow! Imagine falling into the crack of THAT ass? Amazing. I'd love to visit Iceland at some point.; March 10, 2008 at 7:43 PM
utenzi said...: Is it just me, Nina, or does that look like the butt crack of a giant snowman.; March 11, 2008 at 2:48 PM
Say It said...: as pretty as that is, I would be so afraid of slipping on the ice and falling in. Oh the neurosis.; March 11, 2008 at 8:37 PM

Who are these people?

Bibi - God bless the guy who gets Bee. I can't even think of anything obnoxious to say about her. She can eat pasta without gaining weight, she can run the ridges at Gertrude's Nose with no fear, and she is by miles the best climber of all of us. She's going to Kili with us. Hell, she'll be leading.
Buzz Elder Brother. Cross me at your peril.
Jib computer wizard, entrepreneur, stand-up comedian, stand-up guy I can count on to catch a movie and hold hands in the dark without it having any meaning whatosever. Every woman needs a man like Jib.
Joe - locquacious, flirtatious, 40-something hiking buddy - also, ex-manfriend of Pax.
Larry, WPITW - climber, hiker, badass (not in the good way, either). At a given moment, at least half of us are not speaking to him.
Liam - My nephew, whose favorite words are "noing," "Bobby," "dumptruck," "job-site" and "Daddy." He also says "obstreperous" "pulchritudinous" and "Nina" upon request.
Merry - Australian BFF spends the summers on a yacht, nannying for a celebrity couple with two children. She lives in a brownstone and she has a chauffeur. And we have no idea who she works for.
Newsy has been my friend for about 22,000 hours. Or more. I don't have a calculator. She has about 3423% more professional and personal commitments than I do, and yet she still finds time to think about me. I find this astonishing. If you knew her, you'd be astonished, too.
Pax - climber, hiker, corporate warrior, used to date Joe. Sticks by Larry in spite of his horribleness. None of us understands this.
Skatey- he rides a skateboard. He can dance. He can throw a frisbee and he's not bad at karaoke, either.
Sri - Bengali princess who, aside from kicking my ass at climbing, and aside from being a smokin' hiker, brought down the evil empire of Larry and also once told me that "even girls' are turned on my breasts." Also never turns down "one more round."
Supajewie - Long distance drinking buddy, just about the only person I know who "gets it". And no, she's not Jewish. It's a long story.
Tex - is what happens when you take a normal man, add alcohol, subtract common sense and tact, and then buy him another drink.

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