So much barbecue

Coffee and Champagne (style beverage) on Megan's Starry Night mosaic table.

Mike checks just how radioactive Megan's head really is.

Potatoes and pancakes. Not to be confused with potato pancakes or latkes. p.s the pancakes are pumpkin for the record.

I believe that Maureen is glaring at me for taking her picture.

Just in case you didn't know how claasy we all are.

Bagels and bacon.

We have been working on a system.

A pot-luck system or breakfast barbecue system, if you prefer.

A meal is decided on and the pieces of the meal (i.e eggs, bacon, champagne) are delegated to different parties.

In principal the labor would also be distributed evenly.

We are new to this whole idea of community, so the distribution of labor element might take some time.

Did I mention how much I love pot?

I will attempt to flip the giant omelet.

Oh shit!

Look out!

I come out victorious.

Here; Megan poses with several drinks.

Here; Megan poses without a shirt.

I could say that I wouldn't have published the picture if we had actually seen her nipple, however, that would probably be untrue.

This is, about, 7:15 AM.

Isn't it Utopian?

And like all utopias; it ends in bloodshed.

People should really know that covering your face will NOT keep your picture off the internet. (p.s. don't turn the camera sideways)

I think I was trying to take a picture of the sun as a way to illustrate that there was much heat.

I suppose I could just show you our container of melted butter.

Because of the excess of heat, it was decided that the beach was where we needed to be.

Maureen, apparently, felt that the temperature was not quite warm enough.

We all went swimming, some more briefly than others, but eventually gave it up because the water was so cold.

Here are some kids hitting each other with sticks.

It did not end well.

Here is a picture of my foot. I don't know why I took it. To illustrate their size? Perhaps I had been injured.

This is our new pal Cash. I asked him if he had a brother named Tango.

He, surprisingly, did not.

None of us were really sure how to prepare these large pieces of meat.

Nobody died so I guess we did it right.