Tuesday, August 11, 2009


There was a little barbeque at my house to help send a couple of my friends off to Texas in California style (if there is such a thing). About 50 people stopped by. Serious eating of ribs and ... there were oysters because Ann (and I) like them ... this chili, and much much later, these clams. It's pretty much covered here and here.

If you look, you can find a picture of my ass -- actually 2 -- with a scissors sticking out of the pocket and just one of me with my shirt off.

Interestingly enough, the late night clamfest with the folks that volunteered to help clean up is extremely well documented. I suppose that Angel was really fascinated at how quickly we were able to devour 5 pounds of clams.

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