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holy crap
Dear Henry,
OMG you are totally two years old, except I don’t see how that can be, since you were born like a week and a half ago.
You’re so grown up! You walk around and play with trucks and say all kinds of stuff, like the word “sprinkling,” which is our unanimous parental favorite word in [...]
Class of ‘82, now with more Catbone
Get ready, you guys. The Class of ‘82 is fucking insane.
el chico
 While I’m throwing photos at you, here are a few slightly less un-recent ones of that kid, with the hair, the thing, whatshisname. That one.
vay-cay
I’m getting a lot of people asking if I enjoyed my “Vay-cay.” I can only assume that’s a polite way of not asking if I enjoyed seeing the Wright Flyer, a room full of sharks, and a museum about quite possibly the most horrible thing humanity has ever done to itself. At any rate, the [...]
