Ian is finally HOME!!

At the House of Moore, where the nectar of the fruit of the vine (grape juice, to the less cultivated in our audience) ever flows, Ian and Caelin roll dem bones to see who drinks, who does not	Having won, Ian sez, "What're ya waiting for? Fill me up!"
"Caelin, thish ish shome of the besht grape juish I've ever has... I luv ya, man, I really do..."	Ever the sober Yin to Ian's Raging Yang, driver-designate Caelin looks on

Here we see a happy little 1 year old who loves his hair but who - little does he know - has a mommy who hates hair...!	Informed that the hair will all be cut off, he immediately 'ludes himself up in order to mellow out the harsh...
Mid-haircut, one cannot help but wonder: Did the 'ludes wear off? He sure looks sad!	Directly post-haircut, we can see the 'ludes have indeed not yet worn off, but this hate crime against hair was so heinous, Ian could not help but weep while it was being perpetrated...

And this was only his first haircut, back in December of augh-aught. He's had yet another since then. When will we learn, people (i.e., Adrienne)? Hair is not the enemy!

Ian celebrates his new haircut

Ian Becomes a citizen!! (or becomes adopted officially, I forget which)

Post-ceremony, Ian seems all calm, asking, "So, is it safe now?"	Informed that it is, Ian lectures Da Man, saying, "I dunno how it goes in your whitebread world, y'Honor, but in da 'hood, where I'm from..."
Citizen Ian poses nice for one pic with Mommy...	Then he washes the whole nasty and degrading experience off and commits his first act of civil disobedience: "Kiss my butt, INS - you can't deport me now!" That's my Boy!!

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