Some are from our day/night in DC too. Sadly there's none of the night of no-shirts-metallica-party in Philly.
Excorcist stairs in Georgetown.
Washington/Lincoln monuments.
Dave still doesn't believe geese can be fucking vicious. He was lucky, this time.
Piss break somewhere between DC and VB.
The hood w/ the remnants of a few meals.
"The Story of the Fox that stole Ryan's Cheese."
Inspirational poster in the works, seeking slogan.
Post breakfast sparks in the waves, a moment of euphoria.
Aside from this being two pictures too many of Dave sans pants, this sums up the trip for me.
Sleepy Ryan.
Sleepy Kyle. (Note: zero pictures of Dave or I sleeping, as we're not toddlers.)
BEACH BUNNIES.
The gayest boat this side of the Provincetown.
TOOT TOOT! ALL ABOARD BOYZ!
Bored little Philistines.
WHAT KIND OF A HORSESHIT LAW IS THAT???
Theses are the aftermath of my run in with some razorwire in Brooklyn.
That's all for now. I'm going to try and update this regularly, and I have a backlog of about 1100 pictures to go through, so WHEEEE.
