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Anybody? Well, at least this cartoonist is with me. Check out his other work here.       When the Browns invite you over for Easter brunch – I’m warning you now – you better prepare yourselves. Sally and I tried to do that. We didn’t want to embarass ourselves by drooling all over their rack of lamb. We wanted to appear as though we had eaten homemade (from scratch) petit fours before. I wanted to look like I knew my way around a bowl of mint pesto. Sadly, we failed. Despite our preparation, we lost all composure when faced with the feast. Sally captured the scene in graphic detail. If you click through the set, you’ll also see pictures of a Chicago Fire Department crew summoned because a lightning bolt blew a hole in the roof of the building across the street.
April 19, 2006 - 3:32 am
my mouth was watering after the flickr tease, what a cook, don't make her mad christmas is just around the corner
April 19, 2006 - 3:45 am
Wonderful pictures Sally. That food looked great! -Fred
April 19, 2006 - 5:04 pm
Looks fabulous, mint pesto huh, I was wondering what that bowl of green, but yet pretty looking stuff was? Just us hicks here in TN.
April 19, 2006 - 6:32 pm
The mint pesto was a sauce for the lamb. I wasn't too sure about it… as I often turn my nose at all things green, but it was AWESOME. The perfect compliment to the lamb. I'm telling you guys… you need to befriend the Browns. Three of my closest friends are getting married this summer and fall. To women, not to each other in some three-headed male marriage beast. When Sally and I were about to wed, I remember getting some good advice from one of my old convent roommates, Dan Cardile. Remind me to tell the story about the convent sometime. Anyway, Dan’s advice for marriage: do not answer the phone during the first two years of marriage (if you and your wife are together in the house). We didn’t follow it, but I like it. During a taxi ride home a few weeks before the wedding, I got some advice from the driver. He mentioned his wife in passing, and I asked him how long he had been married. “Thirty-five years,” the man replied in a dramatically cadenced accent, tempered by many years away from home. I told him that I was to be married in a month and a half. He spent the rest of the trip giving me advice. The main points were as follows: 1. Love is understanding; I like collecting these pieces of marriage advice. Any additions?
April 14, 2006 - 3:44 pm
Put each other first, ahead of all others. *Cough*parents*cough*. I learned!
April 15, 2006 - 1:26 am
One of KB's mom's friends gave us the following advice: "Kissin' don't last. Cookin' do." Of course, she's wrong. Kissin' definitely do too… Here is a movie written by my college roommate Craig for the 48-Hour Film Project. As he explained it to me last year, entrants in this project receive a certain number of constraints on Friday around which they must write, film, and edit a movie to be shown on Sunday. Apparently, Craig’s parameters were as follows:
It’s pretty amazing what they came up with in two days. Good job Craig. warning, video includes explicit language from the malignant mind of Craig Robinette.
Mr. Snowman, before you shuffle off this mortal coil, know that you were loved. Every snowman dies, but how many really live? Thanks, Karen, for passing this on. |
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Sally - Reason #3,543 why I love my husband.
Fulmer Fam - So, I totally don't know you Matt, but you are married to Sally and you do have a beautiful daughter, hey and oh yeah, I totally do that too!
i - I pretty much assume that the fastest path is going to be the hypotenuse. The more interesting puzzle for me is how to walk from the elevator to my office, with minimum steps, but maximizing streaming by the places that typically have good candy.
Matt - Yeah, Imron, you're going to need calculus for the candy-optimized path. As for cutting the diagonal, I'm always amazed at the people who don't cut through the parking lots during my walk to the EL every morning.