This is the new shirt I got. I am pretty excited about the piping.
The shirt is actually a little to big, but, I got very excited...you know...about the piping.
While that log is, obviously, too large and powerful, Megan doesn't own any tools for cutting logs efficiently, e.g. a chainsaw.
Problem with actual cam is that people can see the pictures you have taken. Megan keeps deleting pictures of herself, and then she took this one instead...whatever.
We introduced Lauren and Josh to Roseburg's hottest cocktail; Champagne on the Rocks (you fill your mouth with Pop-Rocks and then take a drink of champagne, preferably Andre).
I stayed in Megan's guest room and woke up in a world of Pez.
I never noticed the Elvis Pez dispensers though.
The people at the table behind us had taken the Sunday paper and, as a family, were going through the section of advertisements.
The Gold and Treasure show was in town this weekend so there were many prospector types wandering about town, looking for treasure I presume. While I would love to claim that I am a prospector type, possibly one named Scratchy, I can not, thus this is not a picture of a prospector.
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