This is a photo from our ski weekend, 6 months ago today. From left to right it is Whiskey Poet (formerly Friend Four), Friend One, me, and Friend Two.
I miss this.
*tm
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August 24, 2006
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gee, we were so cute, and knew nothing of what would come... aaaah, the pain that is the present!
Posted by: Friend One | August 24, 2006 at 08:05 PM
I think comments like that should come much later. You know: "They couldn't have known the future that would sweep them away--the fatal escalator accident that would claim young F2's life just after the successful publication of his first novel, the enduring literary fame and tumultuous relationships with bald or balding men for F1, let alone the stir that TM's short story collection, "Feral Children and the Mother's Who Birthed Them," would cause in the international pedophilic community..."
Yes, yes. Old times.
Posted by: Friend2 | August 25, 2006 at 03:34 AM
if we're posting pictures of friends, i request more friend r pictures.
Posted by: Friend Omega | August 25, 2006 at 01:35 PM
Leonardo Di Caprio is a poet?
Crap. I've been so dismissive of him all these years. I feel chastened.
Posted by: Kari | August 28, 2006 at 10:26 PM