Andrew and I drove down to Jackson to visit Lisa, Cynthia and Matt. They took us to a waterfall, made us vegetarian food, and greeted us in the driveway with beer Matt brewed himself, poured from a tap he made himself out of a still-functioning computer. 
[The one in the middle is my dad.] Oh, that's not a great picture of Simon. Here he is with a Martini made of chocolate and Marshmallows, FTLOG: 
And anyway, brothers don't make up nearly half of the Diltses these days:
Mom read my chocolate prune post and liked the idea. Tatiana read her nostalgic comment and had her mom send two whole bags of two different varieties of chocolate-covered prune all the way from Moscow. Mom likes them both.
Simon puts his real-life drumming experience to good use while Matt sings.
Andrew tries to avoid photo evidence that he has ever in his life played Rock Band.
Simon, who hosts a nature show on a South African wildlife television channel, uses a gift his fans sent him to hide from Papparazzi.
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