Shenanigans in the (New Hamp)shire

Amri and Brett treated us to a party in our mouths. Not that kind of party, you sickos.

We even scare ourselves sometimes.

Come hither?

G0 Thither!(Baaaa, humbug, Micro Bankston.)

Viva la Tamworth and all seven of your townsfolk!


On the Barricading of Kevin

WHY? WHY? You cry,
All black bras and bravado.

To you, Fancy Smashworth,
WE simply say "you must push both
in AND out to truly be free."

You're welcome, old friend.
You're welcome.

Mikey Likes It

Little Bro came for a visit, so I took him to The Arboretum to check out some grass because that's all that was "in bloom" in July. He told me that he felt like he was hanging out with Mom. I beat him.




One day, we walked more than the little guy has ever walked in his whole life probably, so we decided to rest our peds in the courtyard of the Boston Public Library. If you haven't been there--go. It's like Europe without the form-fitting pants. Plus, you can copy their CD and DVD collection, if you are into that, which I am not because that would be stealing.




Sherpa Jimmy came along, too. That kid knows the city better than the rats do. Thanks, Jimmy.