Holy Snow

Before I compose my rant on how wrong I was about the weather last night, take a look at how my neighborhood fared.

I took these photos around 6pm, after Aaron had left for work.

  
A view from our front door

  
Aaron shoveled the driveway while I was at work

  
The front yard, as seen from the street

  
*this* was the biggest nightmare: braving our unplowed street

So, let’s just say I’m glad I don’t have to go anywhere tomorrow, and neither does Aaron. We can stay home, open presents, drink some decaf, and enjoy the astronomical electric bill—er, I mean, the warmth. :-/

Topless Drumcorps

As requested… I have delved into the drumcorps archives and dredged up the smuttiest and sleaziest drumcorps photos of the late 90’s! (And don’t forget… you asked for it!)

Here they are, in no particular order:


Here’s a teaser: just a little midriff.


Mmm, some more midriff. Check out that hot… um, chick. Yeah.


Chad shaved his head for Finals in ’95. That’s sort of “going topless”…


When I think of topless drumcorps, *this* is my fantasy. Mmm… tasty.


But these two fine specimens are more of the reality than the fantasy.


And finally: bottomless drumcorps. Or pantsless, if you prefer.