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Joe is a fan. He's rocking out to Birdhouse in Your Soul as I type.
Posted by Kristin at 11/21/2007 03:12:00 PM 2 comments
Here is a link to some pics I took yesterday. As you can see, I did not anticipate how quickly this would go up (since the photos go from a foundation to pretty much an entire house). Oh well. Kevin, at your inspiration, I made sure to walk through several walls before the drywall goes up.
Posted by jrh17 at 11/20/2007 11:41:00 AM 4 comments
What time is the rehearsal on Friday?
I'm sure Laura and Lincoln feel differently, but November seems to have come suddenly and I'm in shock that it'll be Thanksgiving next week. I can't remember if I mentioned this before, but we're arriving around 2 pm at Newport News on Friday. I think we're going to rent a car. If you want to ride along, just let me know.
Posted by Kansas Mom at 11/14/2007 03:33:00 PM 1 comments
Doug and Anne -- How are you guys doing? I was reading this -- http://www.analog.com/en/content/0,2886,765%255F%255F7004%255F54,00.html . . . and thinking of you.
Posted by walsho at 11/07/2007 09:20:00 PM 2 comments
I accept "blame" in one respect, but not in any other. For instance, I do not accept any blame for Dan's smacking with pillow of Rob. And, for that with respect to which I am to be "blame"d, I dispute Dan's account of the facts (e.g. it was "dark" and hard to remember). There were many memorable things, including the people, such as jacket-man-Adam. A good sport, though slightly dangerous.
My main regret was not hitting a single clay pigeon with the 12-gauge.
See you all (or at least some of you) at New Year's. Or perhaps at the Willis/Daniel nuptials even earlier. Go Delaware (and go to Delaware).
Posted by walsho at 11/07/2007 09:05:00 PM 3 comments
Here we go, Brownies, here we go. Ruff! Ruff!
Here we go, Brownies, here we go. Ruff! Ruff!
(come on, you know you all want to join in)
Posted by jrh17 at 11/05/2007 09:56:00 AM 1 comments