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Thursday, July 27, 2006
Eugene's Birthday pics, courtesy of Yvonne. Unfortunately, when I told Eugene the exciting news about the forthcoming pics, he blandly told me that he had already seen them. Well, Eugene, now you'll get commentary!
Happy Birthday, you
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This is the minefield. Or something like that. Although strangely enough this camera captured differences in density, to the person drinking, the shot glasses look identical.
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Here's how it works. You get about 10 shot glasses, and a few of them are filled with vodka, say 3-4, and the rest are filled with water. And you make the person do shot after shot. |
Kevin had trouble explaining to the bartender what it was that he wanted. She kept wanting to do something that would distinguish the shots of water from the shots of vodka, not understanding the concept behind it all. I suppose that's why she's not a scientist instead...
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Finally, Eugene finds another who agrees with his political views. |
Kevin looks way too nice in this picture. |
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This picture is very familiar....
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The resemblance is incredible! |
Ah yes , and a few pictures from the next day, the unsuccessful mafia party that ended up at Genever's barbaque!
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Gabby is also competing in the bodybuilding competition.
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Yvonne, you are what you drink. Pink. |  |
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This is a good one. If Yvonne only knew where she was stealing it from. I need the caption "Serafina" somewhere in the lower right hand corner, too. See? ---> |
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Friday, June 23, 2006 - Sunday, June 25, 2006
Friday evening The "AM Food" car and the "AM Tent" car find each other. I won't go into details, since it's already been two months and we've all (hopefully) moved on with our lives, but it was a bitch, and it was raining, and the site was booked (oops), and so we were all trying to find a place to sleep. |
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Finally we found a motel for the night, and had dinner. Everyone looks so happy. |
After dinner, hung out in the motel room. Played Mafia, of course.
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| politics, of course. | hiding after breakfast | mmmm pickle juice with vodka |
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Kevin eats asparagus and cottage cheese. |
Kevin eats bananas
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Mmmm Kevin loves his pea pods |
And a can of tuna for dinner. |
I haven't had enough. To May!