We took the 9am ferry. Enough of this 7am business.
Lori's already lounging.
We're at it again ... One day in Victoria.
We took the 9am ferry. Enough of this 7am business.
Lori's already lounging.
Christina with Kirsten, who is getting drunk already.
The Shannons were there, too, along with our random travel mates from Calgary.
Aww, how cute.
Lori's purse looks huge at this angle.
I'm grateful there wasn't any dog shit on her shoe.
What's with all the Lori pictures?!
Holy close-up, Batlad--and a funny face, to boot.
Some jackass decided to punch me. *Cough*
"Wha--?"
"What's that smell? Must be the Albertans."
Our legs had a little love-in.
McConnell liked my socks.
That guy was sleeping with his mouth open at one point.
Damn you, Madonna.
Check out our window hang-out.
May We Suggest....nothing.
Look, a stack 'o trays.
McConnell thought that sounded funny--and dirty.
I thought so, too.
Stickers are fun. Who doesn't like stickers?
A tree hiding in the fog. Cool.
Don't knock bird crap till you've tried it.
Who's that weird guy? Oh, hi, Peter.
Keith's pretending to be homeless. Riiiight.
First we checked out the windy roads.
It's Peter's car, aka: the Dingy.
Random bike group?
This shot reminds me just why I love living in B.C.
FENCE'D!
That's a scary looking tree.
Aww, mini shipyard. Hehee, so miniature compared to Vancouver's.
What smells? Oh, just Peter's brakes.
Yes, those were some windy roads.
"Do my brakes smell?" Uh, nooo...
Zoooom!
Look both ways before entering the highway.
Hooray for overpasses.
Why the truck are we going to the hospital??!!
OK, they went there to get Christina's bum knee X-rayed.
Luckily, she forgot her Care Card, so we avoided having to go in.
"Eff you, hospital!" I agree, McConnell.
Spying on some freaks.
7-Eleven. Hey, is that Jesus?
Hanging out at the Sev, not making out.
"I wish we were making out.."
"I'm a handicap!"
Group-a-thon.
The paintings on Keith's bedroom wall. Fun.
Hardcore Kirsten: Part 1, 000, 000
Have you Swiffered your keyboard today?
I don't know what's going on here.
I don't know what he's doing either.
The fork and chopsticks series continues!
Check out the past pics in the series: one,
two.
Next stop: Capital Iron.
Mr. Wonderful always says the right thing.
Pylon!
I should've stolen his cigar.
A bucket and shoes. What a combination.
Holy crap--a wall of samurai swords? I was in heaven.
McConnell had heard of this band. Weirdo.
Stephen looks a little too happy with that sword.
Fuses that look like eyeballs.
McConnell the Switchboard Operator.
Look what I found. It's not the same as stealing them, though.
Want a phone?
That thing was huge and I still don't know what it is. Torture device?
What the heck is that polar bear doing?
Stupid signs ruining all the fun...
That diving suit was big and had been patched in the crotch area a few times.
So, why is that toilet in a box?
Ohh, it once held alcohol. Toilets, beer--I see the connection.
That is one big wrench.
Lori found an oil can. Good thing, too, my bionic arm needed a squirt of that.
So...why are there sunglasses on it's head?
FIRE!!!
Zoinks, bigass matches.
A cool mural by the parking lot.
Drive by snapping!...as I hide behind a chip bag.
Ha, Pedro Sanchez is hot.
I remember the days of Skip-It.
Keith had messed with that sign two weeks earlier.
Wow, they still haven't changed it. Oblivious?
Who would buy that for a kid??
Make way for the crazy shopping cart lady.
Keith finally found the car he'd always wanted.
Pacific Coast Choppers, bitch. Don't mess with me.
HA HA, my bike is bigger.
I was not here when this was happening.
I'm kind of glad I was looking at My Little Pony toys.
McConnell can take a nap anywhere. I mean, look!
Nice hat, little lady.
Personally, I think anything beats the hell out of a muffin.
She had a nice tush, what can I say?
We're dating now.
Christina's knee was bugging her, so Peter gave her a lift.
Banana holders. Ha, suuure they are.
Taking a break--a stand on one leg break.
Meanwhile, Peter took a back break. Or he broke his back...
Yeah! I gotta live on McIvor Avenue.
Strumming with Stephen.
Keith has fun with his new pedal.
"Stop, or I'll shoot!....a stream of water."
We played a nice game of Throwing the Stress Ball Shaped
Like a Lightbulb. Don't ask.
McConnell is a milk whore.
As always, Kirsten has to be on top. It's the way of things.
The Mc-Kids share the couch.
Yup...
Just read it out loud.
Secret picture taking with Keith.
Kirsten is STILL on top. Oh yeah.
I bet he wanted to be on top.
So, we're on our way home. I sure look happy.
She sure looks sleepy.
You're so blind you need TWO pairs of glasses? Yeesh.
Christina's glasses make me look 80 years old.
McConnell's actually suit me.
A little door for, I think, a little leprachaun man.
And I leave you with a word of advice. Use the handrail, or DIE.