If you would have turned to me back in 2005/2006 ( was it 2004?) in the back of a van somewhere in Oregon and told me I’d end up married to the beardo driving the van I had just met in person that weekend (though we’d known each other in chat room at least a year by then) I would have laughed.
Here we are in 2025, 12 years in Holy matrimony and so many more unholy years attached to each other. I can’t think of anyone else I would rather be with.
Death is temporary, I’ll love you forever. 🖤 My favorite camel. My @arsnof .
Happy spoosaversery.












