aaaah domestic life with pa breneman... every night he'd regale us with wonderful stories that usually involved people either standing up and cheering something he'd done, or pulling him aside to say, "hey--i like what you just did!"


we miss you mike! i know you hate high tech and will probably never see this, but we're sending you our love.


emerson doesn't need a big party to start the dancin



homemade dark and stormys with gingin, honey, soda, lime and sangsom were a thursday night staple.