It's very early morning on the bus.
Sharing music. Legally.
Sleeping. And awake-ing.
It's never too early for orange juice.
Sleeping while thinking. What a brilliant idea.
KBB section leaders.
Katie Cobb is reading. So early.
Look! Day is breaking over New Jersey!
Dave emits clouds of Toxic from his forehead.
Amy sprouts smokestacks out of her hair.
People sleep. Horizontally and vertically.
Greg wakes up.
Sleep has eaten his ARMS!
Marcus makes fun of a sleeping Ben Simon.
Feet in the aisle!
Penn's shack spouted pollution.
And their field was surrounded by a proxy New Jersey.
See this attractive red button?
When you press it, the entire bus turns dark. And it glows.
That's us alright.
Wake up sleepy Ford.
Flex those muscles!
Whoa! Looking at papers? While that man lies dead on the floor?
I like how the shadows play with reality. I must be artistic.
Ben Simon swings like a man.
Band forms elongated shadows.
Dave fans himself. Is it hot in here, or is it just him?
Daniel sits on a goal. Dave eats sky.
How do you do, good sir?
Looking at his mouth and that head confuses me.
Watch out Dave!!! Someone is about to wallop you on the head from behind!
Check out the Philly skyline.
Squid deity abuse!
Stopped by the 'bones.
Squids might not play music. But they do play sports.
Susan is dubious.
She has the power to suspend rays of light above her fingertips.
The Squids can fly!
He should be a centerfold.
Music. And grass. And city.
And Rachel Homer.
The Yale Band takes over Philly.
Another shot. Same thing.
Una vez más.
Squids eat. Babies.
The Members of... can eat on a slope.
Edward has a nice back.
I wonder what's in their sandwiches.
Squids are camera shy.
Concentrating on his food.
More munch munch.
The leaf of life.
A picture in motion.
Jae has foreshortened fingers. Maybe that's why he looks so sad.
Kappa! Is the sandwich that bad?
Chips and water bottles. Delicious.
Jay looks upset.
I don't know why I decided not to delete this picture. Any ideas?
The pathetic pressbox.
Game within a game.
Ready for that homerun.
Our Y covers their P.
The ref has a lot of balls.
The wind is blowing through her hair.
Dean Salovey hides between some lines.
Protection from the heat of the sun. And the YPMB.
Why are all of these instruments so vertical?
Stoic. It's like an epic poem.
So cute I can't stand it!
Monica is about to draw her gun.
Why do people open their mouths when I point a camera at them?
He's got the whole world... in his... glasses.
Fitz is paying attention.
Picking songs - choose wisely!
Squids! Not camera shy.
She won't go blind.
Greg with his shades.
Watching the game.
He's really into the game. Or really bored.
Moment of craziness.
I like the angle on this.
Hoping for something good to happen.
Photog held hostage.
Squid deities confer.
A nerd at heart.
James looking cool.
Even sunglasses can't keep out the sun.
Things to do with a cymbal. #182: use it as a hat.
It's sunny out there.
Walking towards Pregame.
Band forms... ?
Watch out for that girl in pink...
Close up action.
I like the squids waiting patiently. In a row. With James.
Engorged bicep! Barry Bonds!
What does that hand gesture mean?
That's a large instrument you've got there Ken.
A useless press-pass. (No one ever photographs the photographers.)
Self. (Amy documents the fact that I have a body, not just a viewfinder.)
To infinity, and beyond!
Class of '57.
Ebony and ivory.
Monica imitates a cello neck.
Oh no you didn't.
Dave laughs maniacally. And spouts parallelograms from his teeth. James is in awe.
What do you mean by that little flag, ref?
Let's win for real this time.
Ford eggs on the football team. Do it. Do it.
Bulldogs! CRASH CRASH CRASH.
Daniel drums with his tongue out.
Battle pants. (?)
Ned has to play during BCY.
But he can wave that white shirt like the best of 'em.
One of many distractions.
Dean Salovey again.
The Saybrook strip.
Bus-ride back. (Don't worry...)
Ken is a squirrel.
A highlight of our trip. The Funk-o-Mart.
Water is SOOO good!
Asleep already? (I'm allowed to post this picture of him sleeping because he looks adorable.)
The quest begins.
Hours of fun to be had by all.
Victory is MINE!
Quite an impressive job.
The heavens open upon the YPMB.
Steve comes to. "Is there something on my face?"
Edward is gone and we haven't even left Philly yet.
Edward 2 hours later...