Sunday, June 19, 2005

A Forkful of Dollops


Can't...talk...eating

Before taking Sylvia to the airport, we took my brother to Mom and Dad's place for a Father's Day lunch. Dad took this incredible photo, in which Sean and Sylvia look great, and I look like a complete dork. Couldn't have turned out better.
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7 comments:

  1. Liam J.Monday, June 20, 2005 7:59:00 am

    I disagree, Earl. Their laughter gives you dominion over the food.
    "Let the fools have their jest. The last perogy shall be MINE! (insert maniacal laughter here)"

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  2. AnonymousMonday, June 20, 2005 6:11:00 pm

    You look like Parafino the wax man.

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  3. Earl J. WoodsMonday, June 20, 2005 8:56:00 pm

    Rob Vogt! I didn't know you were even aware of this blahg...awesome.

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  4. Sean WoodsTuesday, June 21, 2005 5:44:00 pm

    I'm guessing he got it though my friend Dylan, as I have finally provided a link to the Bleak House of Blaghs on the Discorama.

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  5. Earl J. WoodsTuesday, June 21, 2005 6:16:00 pm

    Oh the tangled web we bloggers weave...

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  6. AnonymousMonday, June 27, 2005 8:19:00 pm

    True, I have passed along many of Earl's wondeful writings on to Vogt, but I refuse to give him the URL.
    He just got a DVD player and I am afraid to reveal the presence of blogs (or blahgs) to him.

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  7. AnonymousFriday, July 08, 2005 1:30:00 pm

    So, is Rob still working at Lister? :D

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