Aye' Captain; there's a storm a-brew

Check out some light show photos I grabbed last night after volleyball. The Payne & Payne World Headquarters, looking a little ominous.

From the Big Apple to the middle of nowhere

What's kickin' my little chickens?
I just want to put this out there: I have gone astray with my blog maintenance and I apologize.
But I have two excuses, though neither of them are very good:
1. After the sickest housewarming party in history, I spent every night of the next week preparing for my friend Dan & Faith's wedding for which I was playing all kinds of music (and Faith played the upright bass for a few songs at her own wedding, which is sick).
2. Our internet has been wicked slow lately.

So here's a couple pics from my trip to the Big Apple in February. I'm flying into LaGuardia today then driving up to Vermont for a few days with my friend Grant & his wife & his dog and our acoustic instruments.

Look at that giant city. Dang-o.

Keep on keeping on with it up in the heezy and keep o truckin' until it ain't so breezy.

L8, the doctor.