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July 30, 2008 at 1:44 am |
Never say that you are in San Fran and didn’t call or email us? What, you can’t handle our snark?
July 30, 2008 at 1:45 am |
Is it because you can’t talk about the weather in California?
July 30, 2008 at 8:58 am |
Uberfrau: I thought you lived in Davis? Anyway, you can talk about the weather in California. Hot and dry, again. Kinda like your snark. :)
July 30, 2008 at 9:04 am |
Excellent. Did you pick a hand blown hooker?
July 30, 2008 at 9:04 am |
ER -> HookAH — My bad.
July 30, 2008 at 9:07 am |
Stil: Nice.
July 30, 2008 at 2:23 pm |
Dude, you’re so lame — it’s an hour away. Not to mention that Monica and I are both going to be in the bay area this weekend. I can’t believe you wouldn’t call.
July 30, 2008 at 2:23 pm |
My brother is here as well.
July 30, 2008 at 3:36 pm |
Uberfrau: I am lame, ’tis true. I was only in town for four days, and up in Sonoma for a weekend. If it wasn’t a complete whirlwind I would have called. My apologies. I’ll make it up to you by buying dinner here in Victoria, if you want.
Give my best to your brother, BTW…
August 1, 2008 at 12:31 pm |
Monsieur: These signs remind me of a funny mini-series that the Dempsey boys are running over on their quirky blog. See this: Link.
Do look at the link I left in the comments.
August 1, 2008 at 12:41 pm |
Good stuff. Thanks for the link, madame.