Lots happened, but you aren't interested. However, I'm pretty sure you're interested in this:

And I know you're interested in high fashion hobo Andy:

I took these for Alfredo, but I am bestowing them upon you.

I'm like the Sweeny Todd version of Little Orphan Annie.

Sometimes, on those days you're a little down in the dumps and can't seem to shake the ickies, all you need to do is pull yourself up by the bootstraps and bake yourself a cake, ice a dick on it, and represent magical ejaculation with rainbow jimmies.

I know these photos have probably lost their luster being that most of them are from New Year's and some are even older, but still, friends, I feel like I can share them with you.

Rob makes a very holy decision in Cold Lake:

In Stittsville, as Rin astutely observed, God will reach down from Heaven and carry you across the street by pinching your head between his giant fingers:

This is the first turkey I've ever made and it was freakin' delicious, as well as beautiful:

Rob enjoying the simple life in Cold Lake, as only he can:

Rob got to see F-18s during his visit. He remained unimpressed:

Rin on New Year's, looking beautiful and flirty:

Rin and Ashley looking beautiful and flirty:

And finally, Rob ecstatically releasing the balloons at New City:

That's probably less thrilling than you would have hoped, friends, and I apologize. Fortunately, I'm not here to impress you.