My high school class lost a member yesterday. Not someone I knew well, I don’t think I’d seen her since graduation in 1989. We were never friends. I doubt either of us ever gave the other a second thought.
Still, 43 years old…
Give the people you love an extra hug and kiss. You just never know.
I took my little credit card sized Casio camera to the wedding last night. I shouldn’t have bothered. The pictures came out blurry and awful. The pics I took with my phone were better.
I did get to play with Marisa’s camera, which I think was a Nikon D3200. Nice. She coincidently had the lens I had previously decided I wanted to get next on the camera. Good stuff.
At one point most of the game night folks, including the bride, were standing in sort of one place so I tried to take a Spark video. I made it black and white because, you know, art.
I just weighed in. I’m down two pounds for a total of 16.
I am tres pleased.
I was down huge after week one. I was down big after week two.
We’re getting ready to leave to go in for the week three weigh in… I don’t think I’ll be down big this week. I stayed on the simple start foods list, but I feel like I just had too much of everything. I had a full week of hungry horrors. It was tough. I’m still hoping for good results, but I’m not expecting much.
Wish me luck!
I’m going to a wedding tomorrow night so I am going to miss this but…
If you’re anywhere near Lowell, MA tomorrow night you MUST, and I do mean MUST, go to the Safe and see the majestic, triumphant, brilliant, amazing, miraculous reunion of the greatest thing that ever happened during the late 80’s/early 90’s.
Duck Duck.
I think the Scottish people did the right thing by voting to remain I the UK. Especially considering they were promised more control over their own affairs. That seems a good trade off. Control your own stuff internally, but still pool resources with your neighbors. Very Federalist of them. What other English speaking nation is set up with separate states like that?
Hehheh
There are two events of historical significance happening today.
First, in Scotland people are voting on whether or not the country should remove itself from the United Kingdom. I can’t really have an opinion on this, not being Scottish or from the UK myself, but I think if Scotland leaves it would feel a little like Jack Bruce leaving Cream. Eric Clapton and Ginger Baker would still be staggeringly amazing, but without Jack? It just doesn’t work.
Second, Bruins training camp opens today. The cleansing of last year’s intolerable playoff defeat at the hands of Montreal begins in earnest. I want hockey revenge!
Back to Scotland, the best joke I’ve come up with in ages is that if Scotland becomes independent they should join up with Ireland. They can call themselves U2K.
Get it?
Was that a bobcat I just saw in the woods? I thought maybe it might have been a fox, but it didn’t seem to have that much of a tail. I honestly don’t know what the hell it was.
Here kitty kitty (he said before running for his fat life)
I’m down 4.8 pounds this week for a two week total of 14 pounds.
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