Here’s the first chunk of pictures we took prior to Kally arriving. Check out this biz and keep up with the crap we’re doing. Or don’t. If you don’t give a fuck about me or my wife, I don’t give a fuck about you. Go to hell. Unless you do give a crap, then go to heaven. It’s not real, but go there.
Mom and Vy
Just Vy. It’s, like, 7AM and Vy is pretending to be happier than she really is on account of the hour.
Peanut’s sitting in the bed that Vy and I made for him.
We took a nap at a roadside rest stop. It was in a rich neighborhood. Pretty swank.
Peanut liked it.
Peanut is standing watch while I nap.
Peanut is standing watch while I cook.
Mmmmm. Near-free road food.
Sundown in Florida.
Nana’s has a sun port in her roof. It makes some perfect light in her living room.
Peanut and me napping.
Puck and me tongue-kissing.
Nana and me!
Nana with her fancy lady glasses.
Nana looking into the distance.
Vy piloting a golf cart.
Nana and me solving a cross-word.
Vy and Puck napping.
Jess and her baby and me
Jess’ baby! Little ginger munchkin.
Jess feeding that kinder.
Focusing on not sharting.
Jess looks amazing! She just made that baby.
Vy at the Dali.
Atmospheric Skull Sodomizing a Grand Piano. One of my flipping favorites.
Girl With Curls
Vy looking great in Sarasota.
Thad. This guy’s name is Thad. Thaddeus Kosciuszko. He was a super general.
Nana thinking about manatees.
We’re sea cows.
This fish doesn’t believe you.
Nana and me talking.
An errant bird farts on a railing.
Some flamenco singers talking about their next migration.
Baby mantis. AWESOME.
Vy and Nana on a bridge.
There are these old pictures in this park where these crackers are dressed like native Americans. It’s quaintly racist. Cute!
Don’t homo. Racist and homophobic. Sigh. This park is the poops (seriously, it’s great, though).
Green and pretty; shit looks swampy ’cause it is.
Vy had some amazing seafood here. I dropped Nana’s leftovers. Sad face.
We picked blueberries until we died.
Vy is exactly as happy as she looks. On account of the bluets.
There’s a bustle in the hedgerow! Don’t be alarmed.
Me blueting some bluets.
bucket of bluets.
Me with a bluet in my mouth.
For years, I’ve wanted to take a picture of this tree while it was in bloom. It only seems to do it for a couple of days. So, I got it this year. Yay!