Oops! I think you posted this to the wrong thread by mistake.

For a sec I thought Capt Jack got ratted out. I had a vision of him in a three piece suit directing some mugs to get the dirty rat.

Well it only took five years but we finally have a screen door for our front door. Cross breeze, I welcome you to our livingroom.

I love our screen door. I hate that I hear every noise outside and hate even more that Thurston does too. But, in the depths of summer, it's a godsend.

Hi, my name is Greg, and I'm a chipotle tabascoholic.

You can watch Glastonbury live. I'm hoping to catch U2 and Coldplay.

I built the first stage of a light show in my living room.

Sounds like you're building a seizure machine.

That's actually the name of it, but I'm thankfully NOT a photo-sensitive epileptic.