Weekends are for Par-tays
We like to partay down at chez
Writingortyping, starting with the cats, who like a bit of wrestling, starting
with some
circling:
And
then they're
off!
Simon
tends to win with the "fall backwards in order to use all four paws" technique.
Dash, young and brash, hasn't learned this yet. He probably never will.
For
the human contingent, we decided to do a lobster-fest. Where John and I come
from, lobster is a cookout-and-beer meal, not a white-tablecloth-and-champagne
meal. Pots get filled with
water....
...and
tables get covered with
newspaper....
...and
the local fauna gets introduced to the alien
bugs.
We
played some blues, ate a bit excessively, and the only thing I regret is that
iTunes doesn't sell a single of The Standells' "Dirty Water." Awwww... Boston,
you're my home.
Posted: Monday - January 15, 2007 at 07:08 PM
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