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5:52 p.m. - 2007-08-15 And now I need to go track down people about a birthday dinner. Daddy C & I planned for a meeting at a Mexican restaurant halfway. Alas, NMH is MIA--again. Which means he's scoping some martial arts studio and not answering his phone. grrr. Wish me luck, and toast the fact that NMH is not in the middle of looking at something he shouldn't have.... A tale I might tell later, if I can put it into *only* words. (He's a master of facial expression, which is where a good 2/3rds of the humor comes from.)
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