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Dec 26, 2003 11:11

When I go home, I go down Highway 64. It takes me a little longer (it's a four-hour drive) but it's prettier, more interesting than the northern Miississippi wasteland 4-lane ( Read more... )

xmas, grandfather, family, going out, getting older, daytripping, death, home, holidays

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creepy1966 December 27 2003, 08:56:04 UTC
Hope you had an okay time,Brother...

Your Grandfather sounds righteous.We need more people like that in this shitty world.

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ink_ling December 29 2003, 16:30:53 UTC
The time at home was actually good. As usual, though, the transition back to my "real" life was weird, difficult, and involved me running to Beth's to knock back a few afternoon beers so I wouldn't rain on the Faerie fellas' or Joe's one day off.

Sheesh ... I'm glad it's over again!

My grand-dad? Yeah, he absolutely rocks and I feel pretty spiritually and psychologically puny next to him. He looks the spitting image of Gregory Peck -- as a southern farmer/factory worker/preacher -- so I've always thought of him as Atticus from "To Kill a Mockingbird".

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habree December 27 2003, 19:49:27 UTC
Would it help if I touched your bloodshot eyes? It sounds painful. And maybe sticky.

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ink_ling December 29 2003, 16:32:26 UTC
Well, of course! Painful and sticky is what I dream of! And I just never thought I'd get the offer!

How's it, bub?

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