"Dobby had to iron his hands!" And Happy Belated Family Birthday

Well, that social function I was telling you about below turned out to be a good deal of fun, albeit mixed with several unpleasant things like falling in mud with Techi and staining perfectly good socks, and upsetting people, and people upsetting me. But as these things go, it was pretty dandy. Lovely weather, and lots of food. I ate 6 hamburger patties and 2 hotdogs while in a drunkenly misguided state. I remember falling off a park bench while tucking one hamburger patty after the other away while laughing my head off and saying, "Meat is FUNNY!" numerous times. I didn't feel at all well when I got home, but what can you do......

Anyways, I selected some choice pictures to describe this dandy event. Dandy's really the only word for it.....it was just dandy!! It really was....anyhoo, here we go. As usual, I will provide very insightful captions to explain the essence of each picture.

This frowdy-looking boy is Doug, from China. He's a tool. Actually he's not but I never use that word and it's just so much fun to call him one. Anyway, at the moment this picture was taken, he was in all likelihood thinking, The smuggled Bibles I swallowed last fall are making their way down the intestine.....I musn't let them out. I will be strong.
This is my mum and Keith the nonuncley Uncle, giving each other a sort of lumpish and odd-looking hug. It has potential to become warm and fuzzy, I think. Or maybe it just was, and now they're awkwardly pulling away. What a marvelous mystery!
Micheal: "I'm not talking about Italy and am therefore totally bored with everyone and everything. Life is dull."
Angel: I've attached a nuclear explosive to your sunglasses. In precisely 00:01:23 seconds it will go off, and one day all Japanese will own nuclear devices. What a happy day that will be!
"Now wait....I've got a kid on my back....why is that....hey yo yo check it, "kid on my back, bid on a sack and the lid hit the rack YO lid hit the rack YO vibrate, YO vibrate, kid back, back kid, lid smack, smack lid"....dawg I gotta get this recorded. Too bad my computer exploded the other day."

And this is Techi, the freckled chump who had her goods stolen in Romania or somewhere, and me, looking especially lumpy and rather ugly in general. I have no recollection of taking this photo.This tragic image captures the desert table turning perfectly decent Family folk into a raging, sugar-thirsty, savage mob. I call it "Bittersweet". I intend to turn it black-and-white and sell it online for thousands of dollars.

This is Jimi, eating a hamburger. And uninteresting people are milling about in the background.Our happy picnic spot....and for the record, we are drinking Apple Juice and Lemonade. I am passing the lemon to dear chump Techi, having finished making an Apple Juice Sour. She was making a Lemonade and tonic. I don't remember this photo either, but suffice it to say we had a very nice time watching people, especially Doug the Tool*, play a rousing game of soccer, and yelling things at them they couldn't understand.

It perturbs me that someone has photographed me in the act of drinking and that this picture is on a large and much-visited blog, but I suppose the untrained eye can't tell. You all have nice days and warm meals.

"His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad..."





*Doug isn't actually a tool. I only make great efforts to disclaim this because I don't know him due to his antisocial nature, and he might take offense to being called a tool. But just in case he doesn't, Doug's a tool!!! Yay for Daddy YAY!!!