Sunday, November 1, 2009 (305)
I woke up with my tie, vest, and coat still on – with no sign of my shirt. Typical.
I really don’t have anything to say. Pictured with Eric Stang.
I tackled Loony into this fence when we were reunited for the first time in a year on July 1st. One can clearly tell from the 45-degree angle of the pole that I was fairly enthused to see her.
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