this is how the folk like to let loose in the way-outer 'burbs of chicago....can you smell the porky beans? i sure can. i was LITERALLY the ONLY dark person there. and yes, people stared, as if they'd never "seen one" before.....i was almost surprised that some kid didnt say "mommy, whats wrong with his skin!".
check out that dude's moustache! holy smokes! it almost competes with that gravitational gut of his. formidable, to say the least.



ho-mer.


on the way back to my home coast, i had a traveling compatriot.....who appears to have lost the keys to the ignition?


check it out, its st. louis!


homecoming, safe and sound, and it was time for a new place to live......
its an odd but calming feeling to mill about in a completely empty room......



yes......oddly calming.


nothing says "PARTY!" like a long-ass nipple hair!!!

nothing says "PARTY!" like a puking dog....

the beach at night is a wonderful place.



another grandparents adventure.....this, i believe was an anniversary...."60 years of honeymooning", i believe they call it.....mazel tov.

not so fast, you guys are next...

i think he's crying again....

yep, he's crying again.....what can i say, he's a cryer....

cuz had to hold back some tears of his own....i guess it runs in the family!

momz

i like abstractions....

ah, young love.......you can hear nat king cole in the background, "unforgettable"

there he goes, cryin again.....i tell ya, it runs in the family.....

yes, it was quite a lovely occasion.....

in da house.