Private Pumpkin / The Grape Experiment

We have Grandma Patty Cakes in the house, which is awesome. Eating bok choy and stuff. Alternating between fantastic atmospherics and down right misery on the weather front. We all have colds, kind of, the acorns are raining on the tin roof with great pace and frequency. Feels like we're being auditioned by the marble chuckers.

Looking very forward to Halloween however.

Pumpkin shopping...







Workshopping Halloween costume ideas, Friday night. This one went over like a fart in church - initially. Funny how acceptance can be bought with a few cookies, a bear hat and the tv remote. Sequence:





Winner, winner, chicken dinner.




Poor Liverpool.

Glamour shot of the Baby Beaver

Mac and his first Cheese

Stork just hit Charlotte. YAOS! Meet Joshua McNair Beaver, Jr. McNair for short. Genius. God bless all involved. The Texas McKennas beyond thrilled to have a new cousin in the fold. Visits imminent. Jane already has the handle down and recognizes that this is indeed, the new baby. Much more to come, naturally.


Just hugged goodbye HH and Ambriel, here for the weekend. Mighty visits. HH helped me put together our new charcoal driveway cooking station. Took her for a spin. Gearing up for bulk feeding. Feels good to have a grill for once. The grill operator, on the other hand, needs protein camp. Not sure who licensed this endeavor.




New merch from studio Floyd:


The guestroom contents:


Jane was generously gifted a NEW DRUM KIT. Mayhem, big beats ensued.




Took the kids to swan lake, then Homeslice for nap generators.


Don's Depot.


The Prof:


Few older randoms of Lord John Whorfin. Pretty chatty these days.


WILCO at the Honkey Rink. Skip this one next time, not much for Arena Rock these days.

Black Lips at the Mohawk, superior due to nudity and $3 tall boys..


Mom's making yard improvements, place looks like we actually know what we're doing. Dad's listening to the King Khan and the Obits. Jane's hiding goldfish in the valuables. Good times.

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Black / Bishop

Been ages since I've been to a wedding, rusty. The Black / Bishop nuptials were much needed. Five stars.

Beaufort is pretty spectacular. As were all carded activities. Most excellent catching up with the Brooklyn all-stars. We left the beanser in Queen City for a Grandparent pumpkin auxillary.

Friday pre-game / wine chug / fried shellfish:




Uncanny, this one:

Fort Macon / Spot observation.



Best general store and bail bond facility ever.

Mid term cocktails.

Main event.

Busted. Twice baked.

The lookers.

The band killed it.


And the bad idea beers.


Our sweet ass ride, the HHR.

Holla Back!


Managed a lightning quick visit with The SF McKennas on the way out of town.


This one was an accident, pretty awesome though. Clee is for real.





And the scene from this morning. Reading ALL the books.


Poor Carolina, beaten by the broke ass Hoos.