Earl Yorke

Another ceremony for “the room that best resembles New Orleans, post Hurricane Katrina” has come and gone, and with it, another victory for my step-daughter, D’Anna. Well done, sweetie!

D’Anna, completely unaware of her victory until the flash of my camera alerts her.

Does she look like she cares? Nope.

Cedric attempting to make his way through the chaos.

It’s me. From Vegas. A month ago. No posts. Facebook is to blame.

It’s nice to be doing something here on the ol’ blog again. It’s been too long, and though facebook has filled a void that I never even knew existed in my life, too much socialization gives me headaches. There is only one remedy… cute kitty videos.

(Seriously, what else were you expecting?)

…one more thing: KIZZY!

It has me in it’s grasp… sorry.