Meaning, register for wedding gifts!  The doorbell rings, the FedEx or UPS man is there with a box.  He refuses to look you in the eye ever since that one time you answered the door wearing a terrycloth robe (fully covered!).  It’s also awkward because one time he was on the bluetooth and you thought he was talking to you. He never laughs at your jokes, and when you tried to tell him once you were getting married and would be getting lots of deliveries he was nonplussed because he assumed you already were (judging!).  Oh well.  PRESENTS!  WHEEEEEE!

Complete with creepy expression!!

I’m playing for an anime convention in Collinsville tonight.  Wish me luck.

More pictures from my little sister Carrie, who was in Japan for a month this summer.

She tagged me on this one.  Not sure why.

Carrie and the Colonel.

She claimed she didn’t eat the chicken. 

Soap, wash, and dry, all in one place! 

Self explanatory!

Mr. Rose with Carrie!  Hi, Mr. Rose!!  (He was Leslie’s teacher, and my rep class teacher for years.  Love him!)

Spaceport in Osaka.  Or something.

See, it’s not just Americans who are stupid!