Going through some photos from our recent trip to Whistler Blackcomb in Canada, I couldn't help but notice a certain tone to some of the photos I took of Jake.
Go with me on this:
Huh? Me, alone, and a random sign.
Just me, strolling along in a picturesque venue on some cross country skies complete with gators. 'Cause that's what I do.
Just me and me gnome hat.
Me, again, in a picturesque location. Hanging out on my cross countries.
Me, again, sipping from my super handy water backpack.
Hey guys. Just me, in the woods with my water backpack, safely secured as always, and work gloves.
You know, just eating my breakfast of beans with chips and toast with jam, reading the honey label.
I should pitch this post as a story board to Wes Anderson for his next movie. What should it be titled?