I love your accent, England

This one's for you, Ashley.

"D-V-D"!

Faith Will Be Rewarded!

The Boss, back in the early days!

Looks like he strayed out of Asbury Park into the Big Apple. Hope he finds his way home!

Austin, Texas Wedding! (American Wedding 2008)

Last weekend I did my job as Best Man at my buddy's (US) / mate's (UK) John (Boy) Shaw's wedding, which he had in Austin, Texas baby!

It was a beautiful, lavish and memorable weekend. The boy Shaw, the dreamer-schemer romanic-believer, stepped up and characterisitically lacking in nerves, hitched his wagon to the girl from Richmond, Texas. I made sure the ring was there.

Good luck to Malcolm and Alana who got married the very next day in a helicopter flying over the Las Vegas Strip. We wish we could have kept the party going in Vegas (baby)!

Austin, though, proved to be a fun town - if you're not in the bars on 6th street, the mad ones, you're in the cool open-air ranch bars of 4th street with the slightly older crowd. It was the first day of class and suddenly there were 8-9000 students on these streets. We naturally wore our Road Trip (American Wedding 2008) T-shirts and cowboy hats. Is there such a thing as a British Urban cowboy?

Congrats to the Nunans-Shaws and the Duncansons!

Picture (for no reason at all) #3

The future!

Name the writers!

He wrote about a Don, and I'm not talking about the University Novel!
Don't be fooled by the costume - some say he was a legend, others that he had a clubbed foot. Everyone seems to agree that he awoke one day and "found myself famous."
Looks a bit Russian? That's because he is.

And finally, a tricky one. The clue is in the picture!

Your local needs you!

Dear England, I am just about getting used to the grand ol' American tradition of...beer pong! Why did it take so long? I think it's because beer pong is only really available in a few DC bars, the ones scattered to the edge of town. But when you find them, boy, do they go all out!

For those uninitiated into the delights of beer pong, you arrange 10 cups in a triangle (as in the picture) then each team take turns to throw a ping pong ball - not leaning too far over the table! - into your opponent's cup. Like all drinking games, the harder you play, the harder you fall.

A similar game is called flip cup, where you stand in a line on opposite sides of the table, and have to flip your cup upright using the edge of the table, after you've drunk it of course! Take too long to drink (the flipping is usually the problem) and you'll slow the team down.

This one kind of reminds me of college "Rowing Eights" where we'd stand our 8-man crew, pints in hand, to take on another 8. One pint each round. If you're losing, you could sacrifice the drink by pouring it over your head to win some speed!

Tipping up your beer? A cardinal sin on both sides of the Atlantic!