Paddling Lobster Lake in October, 1999.
I was tucking in my shirt when Matt walked past our bedroom already dressed for Easter dinner at my cousin JenniferÃs. ìHey, Matthew, knowing what we know now about the BMW, and given the work weÃve put into it, can you believe we drove that car all the way to Minuteman (where he took his […]
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Diane laid her chop sticks on her plate while I finished the last of the seaweed and sesame oil. Another Friday night, another meal at the Sushi House. We were trying hard to make our summer plans, mostly revolving around MatthewÃs, and we needed to resolve when he would go to Minnesota and whether we […]
Comments in response to MattÃs upcoming trip to Nicaragua. ìI was telling Seah about Matt’s plans. She said it was as ill conceived a plan as when her friend Karen Pence – the most white bread girl on earth – went to Africa and took a decade to recover. And I said – yeah, I […]
Adam missed the great potluck, pre-camping trip dinner, which might be the real reason there have now been concerned parental offers of satellite phones, St. Bernards and Navy submersion suits. His large, responsible and calming presence would have, I am quite sure, reassured the group. Unless, of course, they were privy to this image and […]
Spring at Torroemore Good news for the propective canoeing campers. If you want to take another panoramic photograph of Torroemore you have to swim or take a boat to that same spot on the lake. The latitude of Lake Sylvia is about 45.2, while Millinocket, the nearest town to Lobster Lake is 46.5. Okay, maybe […]
rakkity’s racquetball updates from Maryland: I ended up playing 3 people yesterday, an undergrad before KT came, then KT, and after dinner, Dominic. Made several visits to Dr Ibumotrin Advil last night. By the time of the games with Patrick tomorrow, maybe I’ll have numbed up a bit. P. may not realize it, but his […]
HereÃs the deal. Jan takes one week off a year and flies to Aruba with a friend. But, she wonÃt leave the house unless Mark agrees to stay home and provide loving care for all the animals. Works for Jan, sort of works for Mark, but it really worked for me. That week I had […]
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Camping Matt is not fond of cold weather or rain, and Robby (pictured above bagging groceries at Idylwilde) smiled broadly when I told him our first night in Millinocket ME would be spent in a motel. Visions of turquoise bottomed swimming pools danced in his head. Not small rooms with ceilings the color of cigarette […]
An offering to the Google gods.