What this blog needs is more photos. And more blogging. (You hear that Florida? Nebraska? North Carolina?)

Anyway, I've been meaning to get this photo in front of Joe-maha since his triumphant march through the South (well, through Nick's Tomato Pie). This snapshot came during Bazzukajoe's rehearsal dinner, one night before his wedding, one night after we went to the car-wash to polish the mudflaps.

Today was cool and damp and we didn't do very much except organize some paperwork, make some chicken-salad, and play a little ball with the boys in the drizzly front walk. Did see Xavier High School on television -- it appears Scalia got them moved to the very front of today's parade (now that's the kind of government-offical string-pulling I actually like to see), so I got to see the X-Squad do about two moves, saw First Battalion slouch forward behind them in their Class A greens ("Get in step, you goons!"), and wondered when the band adopted a different uniform. Then they went to a commercial. Which was okay -- Cookie was ready to play Sonic. He's always ready to play Sonic.