On a cool truck! Poor B is missing it -- I checked on him but he's out
like a light.
Araska is a rock, actually that is a lie, Araska is a fictional rock, in a fictional sea, in a fictional world, the only thing that could be said about is that, if said, world, sea and rock were to exist, then you would have a nice view of a fictional harbour.
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Grocery Shopping
Evie is old enough to sit up in the cart for shopping, rather than
staying in her car seat which usually means she sits sideways. She's
much happier this way... But Bryan isn't.
staying in her car seat which usually means she sits sideways. She's
much happier this way... But Bryan isn't.
Monday, July 18, 2011
All that remains
the now fabled ribs, all that remains is digital film. This is
actually the last time they were seen prior to vanishing in a storm of
gnashing teeth and wet naps. (okay okay there were no wet naps). I'm
partial to that saucy sheen they are rocking, and their disintegrate
off the bone like quality.
actually the last time they were seen prior to vanishing in a storm of
gnashing teeth and wet naps. (okay okay there were no wet naps). I'm
partial to that saucy sheen they are rocking, and their disintegrate
off the bone like quality.
Brisket interuptus
In the continuing saga of BBQ porn, a partially cooked brisket. The
brisket has been smoking for about an hour, and is being transferred
to a foil wrapped chrysalis of marmalade glazy goodness. It was
reborn 5 hours later (at 200 degrees) as a beeferfly(?)
brisket has been smoking for about an hour, and is being transferred
to a foil wrapped chrysalis of marmalade glazy goodness. It was
reborn 5 hours later (at 200 degrees) as a beeferfly(?)
Sunday, July 10, 2011
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