More Aloha.

When the four of us were in the Aloha State, we had a lovely, lovely photographer by the name of Pslam Oines take some snaps of us. 

Because we always have pics of one of us.  Or two of us.  Sometimes even three. 

But rarely all four.

So we got in the car at 7AM and drove up to the hill country of the Big Island.  She took us back into this farm area, down this beautiful red dirt road. Fields of country grass, trees, cows and that damn Hawaiian light. 

And we hung out for an hour or so.

And she sent us a few images to peek at recently.

And they confirmed that she's the bomb-diggidy.