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Adventures in anniversary trips
All That is Sweetness and Light and I have returned, sunburnt and fly-bitten, but generally well-disposed to the past weekend. For what amounts to a comedy of errors, the weekend was really nice. Pictures may one day be available, but there’s a story to that, too. Lessons have been learned about the utility of dry bags ( Read more... ) -
Fur of Darkness
We had a mission. We were going uptown, right into the hot zone for Charlie activity. Natives told us how bad it was. Charlie all over the place. We were going to mop up, the gentle way. If that failed, then Command would kill 'em all., let God sort 'em out. We were going to try gentle, clean. That was the mission, but it wasn't mine. I was ( Read more... ) -
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Liveblogging to Stockholm
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Carrying on a grand tradition...
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Little furry terrorists
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I had my guitar out of its case and was playing. Cato jumped into the case with sufficient force to close the lid on top of her. I was waiting for her to open it up and pop out, until I realized Gil had immediately jumped on top of it and was standing there, smugly immobile. It's a wonder any siblings ever survive to adulthood. -
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Does anyone have a food mill I could borrow before Friday?
