Above, the scene in 2009. Bart and Tony married. Alina, Charles and I represented GSSM. Iain drooled. Iain coveted the toys intended for Bart and Tony's nephew. Iain refused to nap. Iain screamed his little head off. Iain face-planted onto concrete. It was a party.
Iain, coveting toys not his own
Sunday (Sunday!!) the gents arrive for a visit. Sunday! We've laid on ten pounds of cookies, toffee, and chocolate (courtesy of my generous, sweet students), 6 inches of snow, and a significant quantity of whisky (Irish, Scotch, and Kentucky bourbon). We even have local beer (Squatter's winter special called "Chasing Tail" and decorated with a Golden Retriever).
Iain and Tony. I think Tony just told Iain about the Crystal Method.
Party 2.0. Starts Sunday.