Saturday, November 28, 2009



So we returned to RICHARTS Today. He was nowhere to be seen. It is an amazing thing. I think he is one of the best humans on the planet. Veda thought the people on shell beach reminded her of Uncle Jerry, who is not a real uncle but a person on a music album for cult members. We are home now and our dog is still alive and stinking. The last picture is e and my son at the swifts this summer....

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