Tiny Dancer

Jane at music class, recipient of a solo session.

The Black Cobra On Gallup in Dojo from Austin McKenna on Vimeo.

So much for daddy's prediction that Spain and the Dutch were trendy picks / folders. We'll be rooting for those who don't fall to the pitch in agony.


Monster Perch from fly session on Lake Austin:

deslumbrado por las serpientes, el rancho es un lugar idílico

The girls and I had a magnificent 4th. We went to a ranch, which is like a beach house, but with cows. Jane did ranch things. Dad got to blow stuff up. We'd like a ranch I think. This one was called Otro Vez and it came with attack carts.

Jane on egg collection.


Making new friends. This fella asked her verbatim, "hey Jane, after we're done here I'd like to take a ride. Are you into fireworks or what?"



The above ground pool. Never seen or swum in anything quite like this, this is rainwater.



The attack cart.


Shots of the ranch, the interiors were nuts.





Miss Melon, slice #3.



Readying for the big show.



My aides de camp.



First salvo, Jane folded like cheap suit.




And the main event - this was a six foot rat snake. It was under the bottle I was lighting when it was pointed out to me. I thought it was a rattler and leapt like a schoolgirl hopped up on choco milk.



Moments later, a coral. Lethal!



We have met some cool folks man. One couple lived on N. 10th - nuts!


Moontower series, #4.




WC comments:

The Germans are playing lovely football. Have to be the faves.

Spain showing me nada.

Like the idea that Uruguay or the Dutch will make the final. The Dutch could pull it together, they seem touched.

Too bad about Torres.

And from the Netflix dept.:

Whiteout - one star
Zombieland - no stars
Crank - no stars
Port of Call - one star
Hot Tub Time Machine - one star

Crap snakes!

Quickly, quickly, goes the little mouse

To appease the grand ladies, with pace:





My, the bee's knees.

On to the WC.

Brasil. Kaka = caca. Dunga - for what it's worth, Done. Too bad all around and good riddance. Games on.

The Dutch. Robben = Robin. What a pussy. RVP = NoVP. Lucky, let the Kuyt fly.

Argentina. Nuts! I'm convinced.

Germany. Pleased I'm on to something. Tough out. When we develop a Kloser, tap me out.

Spain. No chance ultimately. Lucky draw. Thank you. Would like to see Torres get it going. See you in the final.

Paraguay. Send notes.

Uruguay. I'll date any of you. You earned it.

Ghana. Kisses, Stanley Lumax.

Prediction - Germany.

I like our team, at least we can score from midfield now. Addicted to coach's sons anyways.

Big flameouts - CR. ENG. C'mon! The obvious former chimps. AFRICA.

Lalas has been really good. Ruud, heavens.

Cheers!

A

The HH Liver Constitutional and Contact Buzz

Hurray hurrah, Hawes and Ambriel! Made married and all in such smashing fashion.

This epic long weekender going down on the North Fork of Strong Island, Southoldish.

Certainly one for the ages, all of them. Many childrens witness to the events. Many McKennas also in the house(s). The perfect storm of nice clothes and no clothes.

The Miss Minnows of McKenna manor, day one, wampum expedition.



HH and the godchild. They have a certain understanding. AKA cheese please.



Stone Foxes (did not perform).



The HH weekend escape, scene of the Thursday face feeding. Pretty idyllic spot, dreamy even.



Things got party on late night - rumpussing, ritual eating of the Swedish fish.



Handsome Handsome & Handsome LTD.



The banana-off. Clee eats spinach shakes, Jane finished a box of cheese-its.



Think this is rehearsal dinner stuff. Henry II applying the shocker, pre-toast.



Vows and joyous wedding aside, my favorite portion from the run-of-show - heavy face melting.

THE IN LAWS


THE BESTMEN


AND THE ROCK APPRECIATION SOCIETY


HOT FANS, literally.


Groomsmen, on tie detail and photo safari.



The Flower Gurls. Thank you Lucy and Gigi!



Scene from behind the scenes.



Bride and groom, on the verge of cocktailing. Best dressed for sure.



Silhouettes of French Kickers.


Leg shaking. The band induced knee sweat they were so right and tight.




The sinister minister, about to be a pops.



The Haunted Tree. McKennas in repose.





The Best Man attended the after party, what was left of the liver, begone!




On a day of hangovers, these kids are all perks.



Take us out, Lady Jane.



Congrats, congrats, and a thousand thank yous from camp McKenna. What a treat.

Now don't shit the bed Team USA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!