I've been hiding under Iraq.
Knock knock, Blayne, it's your hubby!
Blayne made ornaments of herself and Ginger for their apartment.
Then we went to show of Hands.
Katie wore a very sultry and seductive dress for one of her songs. That was an almost awkward night, by the way.
This was the saddest song. The Deaf Ed professor is a really moving actor too.
But fear not, there were star wars bedsheets.
BriCli was in a skit or two.
Labyrinth, anyone?
More Katie and friends.
This man had a boss hat.
As did this fine country gentleman.
This fffire is out of control.
Russell and I wanted to go on an adventure, so we did.
Cemetary first, complete with faulty tombstones.
The fisheye and laying down in the grass.
You may or may not know this, but mofo pisses here.
Jump!
In the shadows.
Underground.
The Rave Tree.
We decided to come home and watch something far too amazing for us to fathom.
Star Wars!!
A few nights later we (refuse to admit that we actually) played Karaoke Revolution.
Another adventure was had this time involving Ginger, Rachael, and Eric!
I love this one.
Right after Angela's Eighties Party.
We had a dinner the next night.
Complete with storytime.
The next morning, I actually rode my bike to the bagelshop, complete with foggy surroundings, and Jens Lekman playing on my iPod.
Fast-forward a few days and I'm on my way to VA.
There's a guy wearing a mask on the plane, I think that's pretty stupid fresh.
Hug's taller than me now, and Bella's getting pretty old too.
Not as old as these guys here.
Dean playing Hugh's drum setup.
Snow!
The ski lodge had a skating rink there too, so we all skated as well.
Hugh is secretly a thug.
I am such a tard.
We went down to DC.
Dean and Deluca was pretty much the most amazing place I've ever been to. It makes Whole Foods look like Piggly Wiggly.
Back at home, I attempted to make a case for Hot Doggy (my iPod).
It actually doesn't hold up well at all. I'm going to attempt to fix it soonish.
Later that week, Kelsey came to Jackson and we hung out. I forgot I had my camera the whole time until we got to the resevoir.
Not ours. It was already there when we got there.
Yeah throwing my bigass camera, with the auto-timer, maybe not such a good idea.
I need to stop with the suggestive poses.
This picture is my favorite.
HAIRCUT PAT
FUTUREPARTY???
Okay, these are Of Montreal roadtrip pictures. If T&A offends you, and by that I mean testicles and awkwardly visible manass bother you, then just don't look through these. Kevin Barnes has some rather exposing costumes. But I strongly encourage you to take a look anyway because the pictures for some odd reason came out amazing, and I took way too many.
The extremely extremely extremely cute violinist who reminded me of dothefrug.
This one is also my favorite.
Overall, an amazing amazing amazing amazing show. I wish Rachael couuld have been there, surely she was with us in spirit.
And here's a little treat for you since you made it all the way to the bottom.