Leah's birthday at 203 Spring Street. I was in rare form, and apparently there was an "incident" involving my grabbing Alexis' ass.
Hey, she wasn't engaged... yet.
I regret nothing.
At this point, mainly a photoblog of my life. Tangible evidence that I exist and that I've ever done anything is scant, since I haven't owned a camera until very recently, and have to depend on the shutterbug tendencies of others.
