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| Antics |
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| A man out standing in his field |
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| Tomfoolery |
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| Decent backyard |
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| Yes please |
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| Danger! Danger! |
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| A triple blind gin taste test? Fuck it, I guess so. |
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I spent the weekend up at Yossarian's up-north home, which he shares with his ever-growing family. It was a weekend full of awesome food, intensive raiding of a well-stocked liquor cabinet, and wandering around in the dark woods at night hugging giant trees. Yup. He's got a sweet theatre room in his basement, and that's where I slept, after barely staying awake until Taps ended. Not a terrible movie, by the way. There was some jamming (with an emphasis on The Pogues and Stan Rogers) and some birding too, just livin' the dream.
So this is what the ants have been busy doing while the grasshoppers have been off in Peter Pan-land living the dream? As long as we envy one another just enough, it all works out in the end.
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