When Brendan and Alison were here a few weeks ago, we went to the Brooklyn Brewery to drink BEER. I thought it would be a good idea to take a quick group photo:

Unfortunately, my gigantic head seemed to have attracted the camera somehow. Tessa is playing with her new Treo.

I try again:

Okay, a little better. Tessa is still doing important law-related texting. My gigantic head was kept out of the center of the photograph by extreme willpower. If you look closely, you will see that a small amount of liquid (most likely beer) has spilled onto Brendan’s shirt. This is not terribly uncommon:

Brendan shipped something like 30 bottles of beer to us before they got to NYC. It arrived with only one broken bottle (and a broken glass)! I’ll be in Nebraska in a week, and am anxious to drink more of Brendan’s concoctions.