The SMOKE

Check out us Rusties (notice I prefer not to think of us as Uglies? I thought Rusties was much more appropriate) - we made our annual pilgramage to Flag for the one nighter...home by noon the next day.

I'm starting off with this image of Matt - the subliminal body language is "I'm not having fun...not one bit fun! and I'd rather be golfing!" Needless to say we averted world war III - Matt is always a good sport - and had ourselves a good time - and yes...the 20 kids packed on the quad is probably illegal.

NINJA-JEDI breakfast.

( Whitny snapped this of Laina Dee dirty as can be!)

I'm going to start keeping track of how many pictures of this I have in different times and places:

Laina is still buried in her bag somewhere...Ella and I had a rough night as always...good thing I don't go camping for the superb sleeping!

My friend Whitny was playing around with time/shutter release and she got these wicked cool pics of me (and yes we had to do it like 10 times)!