A story passed on through the generations

[myperspicacity]

After a long day of slaving behind a machine press, a man hears the work whistle and is allowed to go home. On his drive home, his wife calls his cell phone. "Dear, I want to do something special tonight... can you bring home some groceries for me?" she asks. She then lists the ingredients she needs to her husband and the man begrudgingly says

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[earthemp6]

Wesley humor, gotta love it :)

[myperspicacity]

you disappered on me... where have you been?

[earthemp6]

Me? what about you?
I emailed you about whether you were coming, and it's been weeks since.
In any case, I am here as always.
Let me know what's up.

[myperspicacity]

email? I would've remembered an email from you since they are rare. I hadn't heard from you about the stampede thing, so I just figured it fell through or you had other things to do.

[earthemp6]

well a week following my comment (http://www.livejournal.com/users/myperspicacity/48024.html?thread=285848#t285848)
I sent you an email with links and possible itinerary.
In any case, I hope you are still planning to come up to Canada for a visit, and as ever, you are most welcome to stay with me.