We recently attended a pirate bash in West Nashville, which was a very cool time that featured a rockin' Music City band. Geert had to go home early because he had strep or some gunk like it - or maybe it was the non-alcoholic ginger ales he pounded. Cindy stayed to dance the night away with her pirate posse. There are plenty of other pictures, but only a few should see the light of day. If you want a private peek, just pop a bottle of Captain Morgan in the mail.
