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I'm in Austin. Marc and I will be leaving his house at 4:30 am, on our way to Miday airport. Should be at the hotel around 10:00 am-ish.

I'll be in for the group laundry (cold water). Also as an ex-commercial fisherman, I happen to know that a Coke in a load of laundry will cut funky smells. Hang dry sounds good, I'll hang them next to Fitz delicates. Leaving for Austin in 3...2...1...

I do not want discharge on my T-Shirt. I'm kinky, but I have my limits.

Because it's dayglow Green silly! I like tools that perform multi functions...penis/flashlight FTMFW!

He didn't track any blood on the carpet on his way out did he?

That it would. It really is a fantastic medium if one is willing to fiddle.

Heading to Austin bright and early tomorrow morning, so Marc and I can get a few things done before flying out at the butt crack of dawn Thursday. See you fine folks then!

I had a good last day before my trip, although the temp. is already sweltering down here. I may have to buy one of those tacky '70s terry cloth sweatbands, just so I can see what I'm doing.

A lot of people say it's due to carrying excess weight. In my case that's complete BS. I've snored since my early teen years, and I was one scrawny little dude back then. A real solution would be nice, but none of the advertised crap works at all, at least in my case.

Should I stage a lube bottle and a dirty towel at his bedside, and wake up smiling.

I think that's where Dave will be crashing.

I fear I'll be added to that list. They tell me I'm much louder than my Father was, and that makes me gasp!

Interesting can be overrated.

My Dad was one of those guys that could not express his feelings for his children too (except with my Sister to a degree). I never heard I love you from him or never had a hug from him. But he did show it in different ways and I never doubted he loved us. I had been living in Texas for three years when he died, so I hadn't seen him in that time. When my Brother and I went to clean out his apartment we walked into what was almost like a shrine to us kids. A huge wall of pictures of us (very uncharacteristic for him). While we were cleaning and packing his neighbor came over. He started talking about how fun my Dad was (also very uncharacteristic). He never made friends easily outside of the family, but this guy was telling us that he was the one who organised all the parties in the building. Very strange. He also told us how proud he was of all of his kids, and that he would tell stories about us for hours. It made me happy and sad at the same time.

I hope I don't get a cell phone call while at CJ, because apparently I'm one of those guys that gets really loud when talking on the phone. I hate that! I snore like a freight train too, but I promise to stay awake until I'm in my room. If Fitz looks haggard you'll understand why.

I'm quite saddened by that story. I bet I would have loved to have a conversation with him.

I think it would be awesome to sound like Orson Wells. I'll let you know if I concur Reks.

Mine is a Northwest accent for sure, which is really a lack of any accent. I make up for that in volume though.

Me too, it's hard for me to believe he's been gone over 6 years now. I'll be a complete basket case when my Mom is gone. My Dad and I would get into these great card games, and the times I was on a lucky streak he'd get all bent out of shape. I'd love to play cards with him now, and hear him get grumpy.

Do be sure to pack your accent though. I'd be so disappointed if you sounded like you were from California. You too spritzer! It's been a good while since I've heard an Icelandic accent.

Your Mother works at Ikea?

You have a PM, and no it's not another roomy request. Oh, and I got the same PM as well.

I love Al to death, but that is up for debate. Congrats on finally starting on your 307A project. I'm looking forward to it.

^ Wait a minute...who's on first?

I think he built one for Al (pabbi1) too. If so it'll look even more incredible next to Al's usual Sanford & Son aesthetic.