January, folks, January.

Big Fat Guy has Big Fat Heart.

Sweet.

Look, it's the baby!

The wedding was at a place called the "Little White House" b/c Teddy Roosevelt hung out here so much during his presidency (and after).

Laura met this little girl who could bend her arms back.  It freaked Laura out.

So, of course, she did it a lot.

And here she is dancing like a maniac.  I'm pretty sure she had a name, but it escapes me.

P. Czak waiting alone for the bride.

Still waiting, but with more company.

During the ceremony.

Mr. and Mrs. P. Czak, everybody.

The happy couple at the reception.

We started up the dance floor, with the help of legal barbiturates.  Lots of Legal barbituates.   

Sweet mercy, I should not be allowed within 100 yards of dancing related events.

This man trains cats to do weird tricks.  The next bunch of shots are from the Sunset Celebration (not actual name) which is basically a pier and a lot of street performers.

Dogs in hats.  On platforms.

Sleepy dogs in hats on platforms.

Laura ties to pet one of the dogs.  No, he didn't bite her.

That Sunset everybody is celebratin'

The best show was these jumping guys who did all sorts of crazy stuff.

Including grabbing my wife and trying to leap over her (and many others).

I can't believe I actually got this shot.  Yes, that's the guy leaping over the victims.  Well worth a click.

Laura kissing a palm tree.  I'm not sure why we did this.

You can rent these cute little electric cars to bip around Key West. 

You gotta admit that she's pretty cute.

A whole lot of pretty in Key West.

And walrus-shaped mailboxes.

And the hotel rooms.  Whooo-eee!  No expence was spared.

Convienently mis-matched faucets in the shower.

Suitably beaten-up televison.

And subtle color scheme.

Here's La-La next to one of Key West's signature wild rooters (they roam the streets freely)

Somebody wants a hug.

Key West attracts some freaks.  Insert you-thought-I-was-talking-about-the-guy-but-I'm-really-talking-about-Laura joke here.