And then my illustrious friend Molly and her cool-ass boyfriend Scott came up from Chicago at some point this week, and we held a tiny get-together for which Bexley made his notorious White Castle Turkey. And as always, it was fantastically delicious, as was the stuffing, as was the mashed garlic potatoes. Molly delivered some wonderful specialty liqueur to me, we all watched a mess of 'Family Guy', and we did everything until we nearly passed out. (Unfortunately everything's blurry... guess I'd better turn on the stupid autofocus indicator on my camera again...)

Scott and Molly! Look at that big-ass grin! Scott was in the middle of a martial demonstration.	Look at that, an actual photo of the Process! It puts the Slyders into the turkey!
Sasha even showed up to smell the food being prepared and watch the DVDs! Good ol' Sasha!	Why did the stupid camera focus on the beer instead of Bexley grinning in the background...
Scott arises at the end of the night, it is very late and our bellies are rupturing.	Molly still has unreasonable amounts of energy, however. See you later, Molly!