Explosive Like Fireworks

After dinner, we hurried off to watch the fireworks in downtown Lexington. As we were driving down, we saw a big group of people parked up on the hill next to the UK stadium. We knew it, we had the perfect spot. We sat down to watch the sun set and got ready for the display of our lives.

Tender moments in the grass. Has there ever been or will be bro-in-laws so close and tender? No.

Then night fell and this was our view. What the freak? We were like 9 miles from them and they were behind the stadium!

Seriously...what were all those people thinking? Had on person just sat down there and then hundreds blindly followed? I guess we did, so why not others?

Here's me being super duper duper excited by the firework display. But then in the depression of it all, we got a great idea. Let's take ridiculous jumping pictures! (this kind of reminded me of another fireworks display a while back).

Risking the chance that it would look like I was taking a dump, I squatted down to prepare for my huge jump into the air. Unfortunately, the only thing captured was my squat. Thanks beeps.

So I got behind the controls and captured this beauty. Michelle Jordan catches air!

Then Devin took this beauty. I'm glad that he was able to place my fat belly right in the center of the frame. Masterful artwork Devbodge.

Air Nelsons! It looks like these guys are jumping down into the very center of hell, and doing so with a vengeance.

Then it was time for on the ground jump shots, which really just turn into inappropriate crotch and butt shots, like the one above.

Devbodge butt view. Don't you like his J. Crew shorts?

Would any activity on this trip be appropriate and wholesome? Only time will tell in our next post...

Deep in Fall's Buttcheeks

Its Fall - and Fall is good. Evanston becomes this utopia of beauty from the end of September to early November. You can't drive to our place without spending blocks under tree-covered streets.

Lake Michigan remains off the hook in the Fall. It takes on crazy blues and icy cold, evil greys.

Until it gets ridiculously cold, Caitlin and I are taking many a walk. This includes a Sunday morning jaunt to Northwestern's campus. Yo Chi, sup B?

I was going to start a company called "Homegas 4 Life" but someone beat me to the punch. They are advertising strategically on rocks.

I get the desire to do this about once a year, and then I spend hours digging leaves out of my butt cheeks. Thank you Fall for populating my crevices deep with debris.