My wife and I (as well as many of you reading this) grew up in a place called White Lake. This rather unremarkable little town provided a safe, sanitized suburban environment in which to grow up. It's been changing over the past few years (the phrase "urban sprawl" comes to mind) but back in the early 90s I can remember times when I drove home
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More later. Late. Eating.
You rule, man.
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Listen, even if they don't seem that interesting to you, why don't you post the other pictures you took back home, somewhere. . . I'd really like to see them.
I tried doing an interview with my grandmother years ago. . . there's probably a post in there somewhere, but I'm too tired. It was done on a little microcassette recorder. Have you thought about posting that, or is that part of the NPR deal? I haven't listened to NPR in a long time. . .
Man, I hope you're getting back into LJ.
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Now I'm back in my grad classes (well, just one) and working 8-5. I'll try to dedicate my evenings and weekends to documenting my life as I learn how to really live again...
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Anyway, all is well and I think we're getting one of these for the next session (and other recording projects which I hope to work on).
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This makes me want to make my boyfriend take photos with me. Perhaps he will for my birthday (the 24th) or for our 2year anniversary (Nov 3).. sigh.
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Have a good birthday and anniversary!
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LA Cafe is kind of in Clarkston area. It's hard to describe because I can't remember all the road names. It's on Dixie Highway and I cannot remember the cross street.
How often do you get back there? We should go to LA Cafe sometime. It seems that our activities always revolve around beverages.
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I get back every once in a while - usually to see the fam ... no, always to see the fam :)
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