NOOOOOOO BILLY MAYS DIED. JUNE 2009 IS OFFICIALLY THE DEADLIEST CELEBRITY MONTH EVER.



Another eventful weekend. On Friday I went up to Squaw Valley (near Lake Tahoe) with my uncle Pete. His friend Heather was running Western States, the 100-mile race that he ran three years ago. He was pacing her for about 30 miles. So we spent the day up there with everyone getting ready for the race. Lots of nervous energy. And the whole place is a resort, so everything is ridiculously overpriced. Either way, it was cool to see the start line and remember crewing for Pete.
Then on the way back, he had two friends who were running the race and needed someone to drive their car down to the finish line in Auburn. So Pete drove their car and I drove his SUV through the mountains. (Without breaking anything, mind you.) And then I drove it from Auburn back to Roseville. So, almost a hundred miles on freeway. Hells yes.

Then last night was our family's birthday celebration. We all sat around and watched Motherlover. I LOVE MY FAMILY. Except I played Like A Boss in the car on the way home and Dad was horrified. LOL.