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[klinkenstien]

So, no one ever wants to comment on my entries, or even return my calls. Well, I suppose I could have been a better friend over the years, tried to keep in contact more often, bought into all the hen house chatter in the hotel rooms, but now, shit now,  I am just a bitter friend. Yep, looks like I am gonna need to go public with a few little pics

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[dreamschool]

My, my my....

[sephirotic]

What the hell were we holding in the first picture? I have no memory of that. My hetero life partner there may remember more than I do....

[misterdna]

... proving that if you never call, you also get The Cail.

In my defense, it was literally weeks after you had called that I got the message, buried somewhere deep in my voicemail box. At that time, the moment had long since passed. (I did really appreciate the call, nonetheless.)

Would that I had some NSFW exploits on that trip that you could have photographed (hell, I would have photographed them too), but it's just as well: my baldy fatness is embarrassment enough.

Oh, and in that first picture I am holding up two name tags which, when infused together, resulted in "Ricky Ricardo" and my best ¡ay carumba! face. (Sephirotic appears behind me, with a pinch of "Lucy".)

[sephirotic]

NOW I remember. That was at that goofy star trek hotel thingy where the kid had the gushing nose of doom! That was awesome. There was blood ALL over the bathroom. I thought for sure someone had exploded in there.

We were in the gift shop right outside of that when we found all the names. Man, some things just sieve right through my brain...

[johnensebino]

i'm thinking this post is not gonna make people want to call you. ;)

[robotsockmonkey]

God what a great trip. And I think my expression in pic#3, which I believe was taken shortly after the ninth course (deep fried mammoth, I think), takes guilty credit for not going out for more sordid pre-nuptual photo-ops. Christ, we were stuffed. But in a good way.

Lets do it again!