Thursday, December 17, 2009


Amber: finally made it to the bank locked up the bike and headed inside .

Ben: I had the pleasure of hearing the mailman come down the way, the sound of his engine starting and stopping, his exhaust puttering closer to where I live. I could hear every time he opened and then closed each mailbox, and then again when his tires squealed a bit when he put too much weight on the gas peddle. And then again, I had the pleasure of retrieving the mail and finding a delightful Holiday greeting card from Rachel, Blue Steele, and Mal. It was quite a highlight, and was a terrific start to a Thursday afternoon.

Morgan: Jockey's Ridge State Park

Rachel: Beyond pissed.

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