My yearly cabin trip to Blueberry Island with some friends is coming up next weekend. In anticipation, Nick has been e-mailing out a picture a day from last year's trip.

This is the first picture Nick sent. It's our "into town" outing to see 'Transformers' which Young adamantly didn't want to see.

Meanwhile, Martin's busy pre-wedding schedule has now led to him not being able to come on the trip this year. Diplomat Motel let him leave quietly. The rest of us... not so much.

Nick: [via e-mail] Martin, I thought we made it clear that WE are your family now. And that Blueberry Island is the only property that you NEED to vacation at in the summer.
Young: Nick, if you love something, set it free. Martin, lick my hairy balls.
Trupe: I hope you drown and a little child sees it.