Chillin' in North Bumblefcuk

After avoiding exploding Fung Wah buses on the ride home from NYC, Melissa and I made our way out to Northboro, where the Esber-Richardson's have settled for now We're trying to convince them to move to Roslindale (which everyone should look into as far as I'm concerned). If only it were more attractive for Christine to commute to Marlboro on a moped.
Aimee, Little Kev, and Wee-Little Riley drove out from Cambridge too, so Kev could teach Dillon and Aiden how to pimp their toy cars. Riley's there wondering what their parents teach them if not these finer things in life.
Josh eventually willed himself to stop smiling long enough to light the bbq, then learned how much tastier it is to shuck the corn after grilling it. After lunch, we all ran around in the woods behind their house and played in the poison ivy.

The Beacon isn't back. It's just roving. And rubbing Calamine.