Cliche picture, but yet again, graced with another spectacular sunset.


Man of the house, lookin' his world over.



So this is how it felt when I realized that I was getting too old to go trick-or-treating.....I found out that the "pot of gold at the end of the rainbow" is really a swamp cooler.
Or maybe I am (ugh...) growing up,and have realized that a swamp cooler is pretty much gold when you live in the desert without central air : |



And Johnny almost lost a hand.
Jessco started it by trying to steal a beer......




Oh wait,they may have passed out,or Jessco is knawing on his head.....
Replay of New Years morning,except Johnny was passed out,and Jessco was pissing dangerously close to his head.What a sneaky bastard,my dog.



Straight from the mouths of babes.......Dinner must've been good, judging from the belch




Our good buddies Chris& Christy

This is Johnny O.T.B. He arrived late and barefooted.
This past weekend,we had an awesome spread on the front porch with some good friends over to help us polish it off. Swordfish kabobs. Lots of fruit, spaghetti squash, brie and bread and drinks to go around. We sorta killed it....