My eldest son used to jump up in my bed when he was around 2 years old and carefully pile every pillow in the house on top of me. As I lay there, pleasantly smothered I could here his little voice asking me...

"...are you BASHED, daddy?...you BASHED?"



Friday, November 11, 2005

A "ROCKUS'" AT BIFF BURGER!


















Wednesday night I had a chance to play with some good friends in the ROCKUS band at the legendary BIFF BURGER. As luck would have it, Mary's Uncle Vic and his wife Nancy were visiting from Connecticut and were able to attend, along with Mary and the kids, Glenn, Sheila and her husband Bud. And as EVEN MORE luck would have it, Sheila had won $100 on an instant-win lotto scratch off and treated ALL OF US to dinner!


Here are some PICTURES.

1 comment:

Melody said...

Awesome pictures! It sounds like it was a great night. :)