Sunday Evening Post

Pictures of the seven day stretch.

 Gray days bring out the orange.  It never hurts.

 I went to a Tea Party rally this week and the crowd seemed pretty normal.  I can't figure what all of the hubbub is about.

I kid. 

 Lego Store.

 I fell in love with this painting.  The weird thing was it was displayed next to the bathrooms where only a handful of people will ever see it.  It is called the "Arrival of Spring" by Larry Yung.

I found a link of his other work here.

Oh yeah?  What do Pirates fans get?  A fifth of Jack and a formal apology?

Seven more days until Halloween.

 My wife met up with her best friend for the first time in a year.  It wasn't that long ago that she  was running around naked protesting animal cruelty and my wife was wearing half-shirts out in public.  The times they are a-changin'.

 Here are the three biggest changes right here.

My nephew lost his first tooth.

(Naturally, not by knuckle sandwich).

High Five.

 It won't be long now.  My son has almost caught up to his aunt.

See you next week.