Sometimes I farm and I stay in one place. (Did you know that alpacas share a common dung pile?) Sometimes I act and I have to move around like a hobo. I think I still prefer the latter. Here's what's happening in that part of my life:

Friday, November 10, 2006

Dems strike a pose...and it's the best we can do.

It's like my walking future and my walking past captured in one, glorious panoramic...



As much as I LOVE getting laughed at by kids every morning, a walk in the woods was a welcome respite this afternoon. Here are some pictures from Paris Mountain in Greenville, South Carolina... As one of our cast members pointed out today "we are following the fall..." and I can't complain. We are headed to West Virgina tomorrow and then who knows where for a week and a half and then Thanksgiving! This week, I learned how very delicious food can taste when it is eaten in the presence of family members... Wow, I meant for that to be poignant and it turned into something somewhat perverse sounding. Awkward. What I meant to say is that I was fortunate enough to spend a short night with Susan, Charlie and Matt in Charlotte this week and we consumed delicious shrimp, cookies, muffins, wine and democrats. Those little dems were so tender on tuesday night! Seriously, though, it was a much needed dose of love and food. Oh, and don't forget the heaping spoonful of senate. (Sorry, Charlie!) Little brother and gay husband strike a pose atop Mount Paris. This is the best I can do, folks.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

My husband is GAY?!!

1:54 AM

 

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