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Note to self, bring this site into say. A couple of pics from summer 2011. First is of my friend Allan and me in the Alps. The hills are alive with the sound of. veal! The other is at the Hofbrauhaus in Munich. Most of my recreational time at the moment is butchering guitar chords, hand percussion, and the care and feeding of my motorcycles. CD or DVD as a gift. Fri Aug 14, 2015.
otherwise known as mommy, ma, momma, blah blah blah! We felt that it was special to start this blog once the twins were born in 2010. Sunday, April 10, 2011.
8230;change the pebbles of our puddly thought to orient pearls. Rest in Peace my beloved. I have waited weeks to do this, this thing, to write of a dog that filled 14. I remember getting him from the SPCA, the last puppy in a litter of puppies, taken from a dog hoarder one of 45 or more dogs found on the property. He cuddled against me, grumbling in his puppy way. I love you, my dearest Sancho Panza.