Happy Memorial Day to you! What were you up to? Beer? Barbecue? Public ridicule? Hooray for holidays on Monday! We spent the day with the Notorious MollyG at the Boulder Creek Arts Festival getting in touch with our hemp-wearing, pot smoking, Dead listening, unshaven sides*.

Gonna ride across the river deep and wide
Ride across the river to the other side…

I’m just a singer in a rock & roll band…

Kiss? Bunch of sissy boy Posers. Watch out world, here comes Rock Star Scare**!

(I mean, really? What holiday would be complete without a bunch of crap all over your face?)

I’m high as a kite; I just might stop and check you out….

For some reason we decided it was a good idea to tie our sweet little children to rubber bands and fling them upward. They agreed this was a fabulous idea.
(Look super close at 2of3’s and The Kid’s faces. They’re awesome.)

And so castles made of sand fall in the sea, eventually…

No witty random song-lyric caption for this one; I just think it’s lovely…

Molly and I played a game called duelling cameras. Same vantage point, same subject. Best picture wins. I think I have this one in the bag…

I have been told that I don’t have enough pictures of myself on this thing, and I intend to remedy that, right here and now.

What do you mean, that doesn’t count? FINE. Here’s a few more.

*We, in fact, did not do any of the above. Well, I can’t attest to the shaving bit. I did, but I totally forgot to do a pit check on Molly.

**If you click no other link for the rest of your life, click that one, if only to compare pictures. I got the better 3of3 pic, but Molly sooo got the better Rock Star Scare shot. For sures.