So, with noses in the air - we avoided the storm and treked east toward Savannah over the weekend. Savannah is a town that smells of salt and beer. Of course, the stale beer smell likely had something to do with it being St. Patty's day down there.
We got in Saturday to see my brother play Rugby and missed the first game. But, fate was with
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Also: Rugby is for the violently insane... I kinda wanna learn to play.
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Might what to think of 12 gauge rather than a stick. Remember his other hobby/sport. Of course, my sons will probably team up and take out the rest of the world before taking each other on.
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I'm definitely trying to see what I can do about pictures for the Con. I've got several cute dresses and the Wife is making me an Asian-style fan out of some giant, white/cream feathers to match that white Chinese-style dress I've got. As for the red PVC dress, a bitch is just gonna have to be okay with folks droolin' on her. Oh well, I think I can manage. *Grin*
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seriously though, thanks for coming out bro, time of my life.
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