Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Old friends turning into stone

Just finished this evening. Two of these guys are my oldest and dearest friends. The other guy is me. This is a cottage that one of my friends rented. Not much of a cottage person myself. Don't fish. Can't swim. Fresh bait for mosquitoes. Miss my Starbucks. Would like to run naked through the woods. But the woods have put a restraining order out on me.

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