The lewdness lives on in St. Louis.

Shook Bill Nye‘s hand today.
‘Nuff said.

In other general life happenings, St. Louis has been really sensual to me so far. Actually, it’s been an entire gamut of emotions to me. Just for an example, in this photo Andrew makes Samantha cry, just by playing the piano. The terrorists better hope the US Government doesn’t catch wind of this. John has left me with both awe and fear. Mostly fear.
Oh, and if you’re reading this John. You left something in our room. I don’t know that, but chances are it’s true.