St. Paddy's Day 2005
I was bored. So was Christina. We took advantage
of the day of Irish craziness
and had some hangout time. Yeehaww. Oh, and, uh, there was no Guiness involved.

That yellow sign said "Honey". We didn't buy any.

We went to look at some showhomes for the Surrey Memorial Hospital Lottery.
Just follow your nose...or the arrows.

The view those lucky bastards get. JEALOUSY.

"It's not fair..."

Soo small, but I don't know if it's a school. It's called an Annex. Okay there..

Why does Christina have beads in her glovebox? You tell me.

That guy was standing there, guarding the beer.

The crappiest $10 bill I've seen in awhile.
It was held together with scotch tape...oh dear.

The licence plate holder said: This Jeep Stops at All Fabric Stores.
Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight.

Waiting in line at the Starbucks Drive Thru. Dum dee dum..

Peppermint Mocha Frap! Yum.

There's a satisfied customer if I ever saw one.

Next stop--White Rock Pier. Train in vain!

Da Pier.

Walking, walking...still walking.

The weather was perfect for our walk considering it rained in the evening.

The seagull couldn't break that clam's shell.

Anemones...Anemonemonemones. Say that ten times fast.

Rocks!...and boats.

Our "looking out at the ocean" shot.

Christina has a halo over her head! Or, uh, the sun...

Christina's artistic shot.

At Blondies, Christina decided to shop around for hats.

Hot.

Old man-like hat!

Fuzzy = Fun.

Just a random area with a stool and mirror. All right..

The scenic shot of the day. The seagull just happened to get in the shot. Sweet!