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Have brick, will travel 2001-01-08 14:43:24 Okay, now that everybody knows what an incredibly sick fuck I am and you've all run away, back to my day-to-day life.

First, my wife ROCKS. Rah-ocks! Through her unbelievable network of past acquaintances and people who love her, she's found a photographer who can develop the Tech Pan film. Yay! Free pony! Nudie pictures in my near future!

God, I hope there's some decent stuff on that roll. Otherwise, my Crazy Uncle Joe is not going to think much of my skills as pornographer. And then Sara and I will have to try all over again with another long, exhausting photo and sex session.

Oh, yeah. I can feel your sympathy coming in waves. But I don't think my reception's too good, 'cause it sounds more like "Shut Up. I hate you," than "Oh, you poor thing."

*****

Best line from "The Simpsons" last night:

"Honey, it's uterus, not uteryou.

*****

Dinner was another soup night. Deb seems to be way into floaty food lately. Chicken stock, potatoes (pureed and in chunks), tomatoes, bacon, and dill. Ummy.

This was our first attempt at having a family dinner on one of Sara's work nights. Kind of made for a weird Sunday for eating. Deb had to do inventory in the morning, which put her back home around 1:30. Sara made pumpkin pancakes for brunch instead of our usual breakfast waffles. We wrapped up that meal at about 2:30, and then Deb had to start almost immediately on dinner. We had planned to eat around 5 p.m., but it ended up being 6.

That was okay by me because we had our entree, and then Sara went home, changed into her uniform and came back for dessert. The home made peach ice cream was great, and getting to ogle Sara in uniform just makes me moist. I'm such a fetishist.

After that, Deb and Jake went next door to have a mini, no-sex date (I really don't understand what's wrong with them. I've tried to raise them right.), and I had the whole house to myself. Naturally, I sat on my ass and watched TV. If someone ever puts a gun to my head and makes me carry a purse, I'm going to do like Dewey and keep a brick in it. (WWDD: What Would Dewey Do?)

Moving on - 12:11 p.m. , 2007-08-14

Where the hell have I been? - 12:10 p.m. , 2007-02-19

Holy shit! - 2:24 p.m. , 2006-01-11

Stuffing recipe - 6:17 p.m. , 2005-12-13

Good Life Update - 10:22 a.m. , 2005-11-11

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