is any one here a marine biologist?

so the holiday season has come and gone, i went to philly, and well, things just weren't the same as when i was a kid. there were presents, the airing of grievances, an aluminum pole, etc...but it just wasn't the same. this is a pic of me draping myself around my parent's banister. i know, i need a haircut. atleast my lights look pretty. my brother says i look like the predator, but i disagree. i think i look more like that guy dillon who had both his arms cut off, but continued to shoot at the predator. that guy was alright. bang! bang! (arms falling off) bang! bang!


this is my parent's mantle. so terribly un-carl fardman like, i know. i'm sure things will pick up for them soon.


who said you could go out with my butler?


indy would like to know if a court declaring someone to be your butler is customary in our legal system. i had to explain this was not customary, and that's what makes it so funny. indy has forgotten what it''s like to live without oranges.


this is my dad and indy opening indy's first x-mas present. i haven't seen indy this excited since he and i decided on "our song", witchy woman.


my dad had trouble with the wrapping because he couldn't understand the name of the song indy and i chose to be our song. "oh, witch-ay woman."
in this pic indy is getting impatient and is telling my dad that he couldn't smooth a sheet if he had a hot date...


one of indy's presents was a porcupine. we sold it to nbc (nakahama broadcast coorp.)


this is my uncle, catherine the great. i know, who figured i was part russian porcupine?


don't let the fact that "C the great" is a stuffed animal confuse you. he's a bitch. indy liked the fact that he squeeked when you chewed on him.


this is a soap in the form of the eiffel tower. nothing funny about that.


enough with the nonsense. so there are humans in my family. here is my dad with indy making a train out of our cousin, 'wrapping paper face.' indy ate the train. choo! choo!


kick his ass seabass!





my brother dylans is telling the red box that he had an affair with a matador. uno momento por favor.


so people may, perhaps, think i am weird. let me just say that after the family feats of strength i went to poop for a few hours and i returned to the living room and found this pic recently taken. horrifying. what the hell?
anyhoo, in this pic either david puddy is accosting a priest: "we're the devils, the devils! tssssss! tsssssss!" or, one of the seven dwarves mated with the elephant man.