The 4th of July!

It was a wonderful 4th. The sun was shining and everyone was high on life. Thanks for all the good times. Thanks to all the people who cradled the camera and shot some shots. I'll leave the photos in a mixed-up order because that's what the day really was. All over the place!

Alan gets juicy!


We're so glad we saved Adam Popp.... (yes we're taking credit)

So that he can be around to take beer bongs!
Keep healthy buddy!

3 cups.

The time of Robert's life!

Check Alan's new glasses.
Available if you can find him.

There's some sorta glint in her eye already.

Classy dresses by the bay.

Count the girls.

Neighbors.

Jason Harris!

Sometimes naps come on strong!

Morning light.

Alan is scaring people!

Buncha Pricks.

Seems creepier than it should.

People helping people!

More people helping people.

Buy Analog.

Flag girl.

Take a closer look. This is strange.

A moment in time.

"Sunscreen? Nah I'm okay..."

Once upon a time.

Meeks drives boats now.

Hmmm....

Allie Kat.

Oh 30 Crime.

"Having a lovely day thanks."

"I'll walk through anything."

Well the colors are correct.

A slight misting.

Happy!

Who?

What? Nubs.

Mid-air.

I think I remember that bathing suit from the WTF are you wearing party.


Creeper.

Summer Mary sounds like a drink.

Dont tell me what to do!

From the floor up.

Sisters!

Uh oh....

Birds of a feather.

Niz.

Spoon-fed.

Ratty Matty and Omar Hasson.

Creeping...

Holly.

Delicious, and got knocked over.

Fingers.

Exit strategy.

Double pour.

Gold's Annual PRE-4th Bash.

Everybody loves a birthday cake.

Tonguing the snake.

Sewing circle.

You can still see the sewing circle.

Burnout and Sterner training for the upcoming fight night!

Creeper.

"the savoji model is fast."

We'd have more pictures but I was too busy winning the egg toss!

Good times.

Finish the day with some cold sake.

Duffy to the wrong side.

One afternoon we hopped on Palm's duffy.

We swung by Parker's little spot and woke him up.

Then we headed off to our destination on foot.

Smooth.

Lopi is all business and cannot be distracted by colorful landscaping.

Just a taste.

I think the last time we were at this same house, people were fighting because they went to different highschools. A car chase ensued complete with police helicoptor. This time a nice grandpa heated up some chicken for me and insisted a eat a hamburger as well.

Hungry. Remember him?

Sniper.

Ruiz is in the know, he only goes to parties that serve cookies.

Greg Shit and Worm just got lucky.

Outcasts get no cookies!

Foot and face.

Riding back.

Then we retired to the hangover-cure room for some pool.

While ladies sipped drinks and got crazy eyes.

Oh, and this is really funny too.