Spectre...being himself. {Sigh}

I'm getting the hang of this; you have to post your last stuff first - that way, folks who actually want to look at your life do so in chronological order.

However, until I figure this out, please just look at the date stamps.

This is Spectre trying to get away from the brush the morning we left the hotel for The Eagle's Nest. I was exasperated; John thought it was hilarious.