Category: Backpack: Check.
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I questioned whether I should go home to Cut Off this year. I’m allergic to my hometown (all the mold and mildew of the swamps). I don’t keep in touch with anyone back there (I was a social outcast back in high school). However, the family wants me. So, I’m…
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Blurting out “Speaking of Jesus” is quite an effective way to transistion between two completely unrelated subjects. If ever there is a position which seems impossible, but amusing, I will always enlist my friends to help me try it out. I will never get tired of some people saying “w00t”.…
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Within the last 6 hours of my stint in Portland, I’m in the back seat of Barb’s (who must have cast some type of spell on my Lee to make him so smitten by her), almost drooling on her pillow (containing a patter that strangely resembles a part of the…
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After taking enough trips for dancing/swing related events, I decided to do something completely different: Accept an invitation to go to Baltimore/Wash. DC to see a wedding of someone I had never met before, a friend of an x-girlfriend. And get some dancing in, if I’m so inclined. As you…
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A while back, my good frirend Teel told me about this place called Kerrville. Being somewhat perceptive, I noticed that Teel seemed to like this place a lot. A LOT. Like A LOT, A LOT. No really. More than that. After finally letting my mind accept the fact that if…
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I’ve always known that I’m surrounded by some of the greatest people on Earth. I think that God has blessed me in many ways by providing me with friends that care for me deeply and will support me eternally. This weekend, I got to be a Groomsman in the wedding…