I'm sweating it out here in Pennsylvania. My grandpa died on Monday morning, precipitating a whirlwind of work and last-minute travel. I'm in between the private viewing and the public one, and I'm typing on some old decrepit computer in the Econolodge lobby while the whole huge family waits for roast beef dinners to be served next door at what
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I keep getting the "congratulations" thing too, along with 5,000 questions about Baby. It's kind of macabre.
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