Monday, May 30
Sing one for me
Summer and time.
baby baby baby
Meet Teerapara, the newest addition to the Octerlowny family. He has the smallest hands, and no teeth. I like kids when they are in that amusingly gimpy stage. I was trying to make Candice scared of him by mentioning how he resembles a midgit, but she was having none of it.
Monday, May 9
look mom, I am a tree!! Or at least 1/100th of a tree.
Sunday, May 8
This Ain't the Summer of Love
It was an awesome concert. The type which builds up from basically nothing into a super duper snaz fest. Clearly my explanation does no justice. Here are a shitload of pictures which also do no justice. Enjoy.
David looking like a retard with Darryl in the back; always a good way to start an event.
Tyson does contemplative.
This time I am David's sidekick in retardedness.
One of two awful pictures of BC/DC. I think the circle was a guitar swing.
The first BOC picture.
This girl was dancing like a retard in front of us... turns out David knows her. Birds of a feather flock together I suppose :P.
Now a bunch more BOC
David looking like a retard with Darryl in the back; always a good way to start an event.
Tyson does contemplative.
This time I am David's sidekick in retardedness.
One of two awful pictures of BC/DC. I think the circle was a guitar swing.
The first BOC picture.
This girl was dancing like a retard in front of us... turns out David knows her. Birds of a feather flock together I suppose :P.
Now a bunch more BOC
Wednesday, May 4
Mr. Gay Turns 19
Man, I wish I could think of a less lame way to put all this together, but alas, this is all I have. Way to much free time on our hands... but without further delay... Peter Gay!
Meet Mr. Peter Gay, the celebrated author of “A Godless Jew” and other cult hits.
While sitting ‘round coffee one day, Peter got to reminiscing about his 19th birthday. “Ah, what a crazy night” he began his torrid tale.
“We counted down the minutes until I was 19 in front of the liquor store. When at last the clock had struck…
… We rushed for the booze…
… Then rushed straight for the porn shop.
It was at that top-class business establishment that I first set eyes upon Pinkly
Ah, Pinkly, my first true love.
Together we went down to the pier and read the prohibiting signs…
Then promptly disobeyed them.
My spine has not yet fully recovered. But nothing could stop me on my 19th birthday!
We met up with good ol’ Freighty, who had been drinking as well.
But he wasn’t feeling so well.. and come to think of it, I wasn’t either..
Best to drive home to a good nights rest. But it wasn’t over yet! Pinkly, my lovely, had a surprise in store for me.
His name was Brian Mulroney, a little heard of politician, but an excellent 1/3 of our threesome.
Finally, tuckered out, it was to bed with yours truly, and the end of the happiest day of my life.”
Meet Mr. Peter Gay, the celebrated author of “A Godless Jew” and other cult hits.
While sitting ‘round coffee one day, Peter got to reminiscing about his 19th birthday. “Ah, what a crazy night” he began his torrid tale.
“We counted down the minutes until I was 19 in front of the liquor store. When at last the clock had struck…
… We rushed for the booze…
… Then rushed straight for the porn shop.
It was at that top-class business establishment that I first set eyes upon Pinkly
Ah, Pinkly, my first true love.
Together we went down to the pier and read the prohibiting signs…
Then promptly disobeyed them.
My spine has not yet fully recovered. But nothing could stop me on my 19th birthday!
We met up with good ol’ Freighty, who had been drinking as well.
But he wasn’t feeling so well.. and come to think of it, I wasn’t either..
Best to drive home to a good nights rest. But it wasn’t over yet! Pinkly, my lovely, had a surprise in store for me.
His name was Brian Mulroney, a little heard of politician, but an excellent 1/3 of our threesome.
Finally, tuckered out, it was to bed with yours truly, and the end of the happiest day of my life.”
