How long has it been since I’ve posted a picture of my adorable dog? Over a week. Well, let’s take care of that right now, shall we?
Much better. It’s Abby caught in her posture of profound unamusement. It’s like, if she could hold a knife, she’d cut me, and then piss in the wound....
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Kyra’d always wanted to go to Iceland, but, goddamn, it was expensive. And then the country’s economy curled up and died, so: off we went in December, 2008 for a long weekend. Brennivin! Whale steak! Brennivin! Reindeer soup! Gull beer! Brennivin! Formidable winter wear at 66 North! Loved it so much we went again...
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Are you sad? Click on this. It’ll cheer you up, for sure.
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Just back from a Thanksgiving/Christmas mashup with the family in Omaha. It’s cold there, and Kyra and I ate much steak. Also, it snowed, as vaguely testified to by the photo.
It’s true that a dinner on Saturday with some old friends was my introduction to frog legs. They’re strange but tasty, as are most...
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