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Tennis. Unfortunately, the racquet should contact the ball, not someone’s noggin. Ella knows this now that she watched her mother get examined for a broken nose and sewn up with 4 stitches. It does look much better. At least she can see out of it now. Make no mistake about it, South Carolina in late June is hot. I kind of knew this before I went to Myrtle Beach. Now I really know it. It didn’t help things that the first day there I got probably the worst sunburn of my life boogie boarding the 3-4 foot waves that were breaking [...] My wife, the lovely Angela, is playing Elsa in our town’s Light Opera production of The Sound of Music. Tonight is opening night, but via the magic of one of our friend’s (who is also in the play) camera phone, I can provide you with an exclusive behind the scenes preview. Not only do the [...] I am, apparently, our cat Murphy’s new best friend. Because it is spring break, the lovely Angela has taken the kids to Wisconsin to visit the rest of the family and generally have a blast. This means a couple of things. First of all, the cat has nothing to do all day. I would think [...] Sunday, April 2nd, 2006, at 4:50:22 p.m., my wife Angela finished her first ever Marathon. I do not have to go on and on about how unbelievably impressive this is. She ran a marathon. In case you just arrived from Mars 5 minutes ago, that is 26.2 miles. Here she is 10 minutes before the [...] I have a cousin, name of Doug. When I was little we called him cousin Dougie. My siblings and I always thought that Dougie was cool for several reasons. One was that he lived out in the country in, what seemed to us at the time, a huge house, with an in home theater in [...] I run a snake farm. This is a comparatively small operation (four breeder snakes, none over 4 feet long), more analogous to the guy who lives on the edge of town and keeps a chicken or two, than a full blown, free range, acre-upon-acre, ranch-type deal. I feel it is only appropriate to point out here that [...] As of tomorrow I will have been married to the lovely Angela for eleven years, and so I have composed a poem Upon Entering the Twelfth Year of Our Marriage These years, eleven in all,Baptized in tears,Tried as by fire,Haunted by “headstrong violence”,Arrayed in forgiveness,Confirmed in strength,Guarded by grace,Sustained by sacrifice,Preserved in patience,Lit by laughter,Warmed by gentleness,Accompanied [...] |
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