PEOPLE ARE BABIES JUST BIGGER.

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Janel came to town this weekend and we partied.

 

First I went to the redroom and saw some rock-a-billy band:

Great picture, I know. Whatever.

The bassist works at a Mcdonalds and he may be crazy.

The dude sang too loud.

Randy okayed some good guitar though!
Here he is standing on the upright:

The guy in the cowboy hat in the far right is a nice gentleman from Tennessee who just moved here.

Southern folk are nice.

Here is Janel in Alix’s kitchen!

yay dick attack!

 

We all drank beers outside, and I finally got to meet Soggy Smog and Miles.

Here is photographic proof of the encounter:

I DON’T REMEMBER TAKING THESE PICTURES.

THANKS NATASHA FOR DRIVING. I DON’T REMEMBER THAT EITHER.

 

yay Friday nights!!!

 

ON SUNDAY WE WENT TO SEE CARLEE’s BABY:

Baby’s are odd.

(IN A GOOD WAY.)

Although they kind of look like hairy worms.

(BUT NOT YOUR BABY CARLEE.)

(JUST…OTHER PEOPLES…ER…)

 

Alix with the worm.

 

Creepy indian painting.

Alice with nice non-threatening Rottweiler.

Fat faced squirrel eating dog.

 

Us putting stuff on or near the baby.

HI MAX I AM KIDDING YOU DON’T LOOK LIKE A WORM (yet).

 

THANKS JANEL FOR COMING TO TOWN!

I HOPE I SPELL YOUR NAME RIGHT, BUT RIGHT NOW I CAN’T REMEMBER CAUSE I JUST WOKE UP FROM A NAP.

 

LOVE MATT!