I hope this truck never goes anywhere other than to the docks...

Yeah, morning rush hour seems like a good time to block off one of the two lanes in each direction to clean the dividers.

I arrive home

The facade

Mami's new minivan

Expensive landscaping

More landscaping

Chelsea stands proudly at attention (for the record, I am not associated with that bandanna in any way)

Entryway

Informal dining room

Aquarium (now with much more sedate, docile fish)

Hippie-ass kitchen

Big-ass fridge

As well-to-do and gadget-spendy as we are, and we don't have a microwave with a turntable?

Informal dining room table

And a few feet away, the formal dining room table (I've never sat here)

The living room (read: museum) complete with half-naked woman painting

"Sleek"

Weird painting

Family room (our domain). Normally that grey carpet would house the drumset, but it is currently stowed due to lack of Andy

The TV. It's nice and big, but lacks surround sound (the nice sound system is wasted on the museum where nobody goes)

We are not as neat as we seem, we just have lots of dumping space. The laundry room

Andy's bedroom

Andy's entertainment center (he's got a nicer soundsystem for that little TV than we do for the big one in the family room)

Hallway to bedrooms

Hallway bathroom (it's not as roman bathhouse-looking as it appears in this pic, though it'd be cool if it was)

Guess whose room! Wrong, not mine

Cute

Gone for two weeks and still the TV is left on

The "bump-out"

My room

Cow-Horse mural still there (and so is the pink monkey)

My shelf o' crap (yeah, that's a Petra video, you wanna fight about it?)

Papi's office

Desk

Parents' bedroom (I dunno how to turn on the lights)

More of parents' bedroom

Parents' bathroom. This is the opulence that will eventually decay into Jenn's apartment

Shower-o-tron

And other miscellaneous bathing apparatus