My dad fishes every single day he can. Christmas too. But he got his biggest catch ever over the weekend: a 22-pounder!

Now he just has to catch one as big as Kelly's dad's fish.

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1 Awww. Your pop is a cutie.

Posted by: Erin at July 26, 2006 09:07 PM (vJSTT)

2 Wow, nice fish.

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Lileks attended his high school reunion this weekend; I recently bought a plane ticket to my own. It was really hard to fill out the survey about what you've been doing since. When you know you're moving two months after the reunion, what do you put for address and phone number? What do you say your job is, what you did before or what you hope to do next? And when they ask how many places you've lived since high school, it's surreal to write 9.

I'm excited to go see people I haven't seen in at least six years, but the impending reunion has made it hard to get high school off my mind; I keep replaying stuff from school and wondering how I'd do it differently. I wouldn't want my life to turn out any differently now, but sometimes I wish I'd taken a different path to get here.

My school even has a reunion website. You can see me dead center, my eyes peeking out over the word "going". The bearded guy directly below me is now a Special Forces soldier; my husband and I are going to Bragg to visit him next weekend before he deploys again. And the girl up in the far left corner surprised my brother by being his doctor last year. It will be interesting to find out what everyone else has been up to.

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Let's have some pupblogging to get our minds off the news, shall we? Charlie has graduated to sleeping outside of his crate most nights. He dives under the bed while we're brushing our teeth and stays there until I get out of bed in the morning and coax him out into the world. There's nothing cuter than seeing him emerge yawning and stretching...except for when he doesn't quite make it all under the bed in the first place. Every once in a while, this is what we find peeking out from under the bed:

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Dear Will,
OK, then by your definition, I'm old. I don't ever "pretend to get wild," and I honestly don't care whether the shows I watch or the music I listen to is cool. I have no intention of ever going to a club again in my life, and I can't ever remember what I liked about them in the first place. I'm far happier reading in bed at 9:30 than most club-goers and drug-takers are when they're out on the town. And it makes me snicker that you think I've let something "slip away": I am so looking forward to turning 30 that it'd make your skin crawl. But you have fun with your piggyback rides and drugs; I'll just sit here in my home with my maxed-out Roth and the teddy bear I'm knitting for charity and enjoy being old.

Oh, and I never drink Heineken, just Budweiser from the can.

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1 Will, I'm an old friend of Sarah's from our hometown. Though I disagree with just about everything political she writes about here, it is somewhat entertaining to read your comments (most of which, I admit, I agree with). Maybe I haven't been following your comments closely enough (it would undoubtedly be easier if you got your own blog?), but what's with the recent low blows? To that end: who are you and why do you even care? For the record, the music on the link to myspace sucked. I know for certain that Sarah's eclectic music tastes run circles around your's. And just an FYI: Drugs are so 90's and Heineken is a poser beer. You aren't one of those flip-flop wearing White Sox fans who used to drink Heineken in the clubs in Wrigleyville until a couple of years ago are you? If you really want to pose, try a La Chouffe and enjoy a good beer as you pose.

Posted by: Curtis at July 15, 2006 04:32 AM (HLCUx)

2 "just Budweiser from the can." Not just old, but, an old redneck!!! lol I've been reading your blog for a couple of years now (linked from somewhere I forget). Welcome home. DMV, DFAS, late furniture....ahhh, the joys of modern life (whether military or civilian, sometimes the little annoyances drive us craziest.) Did you catch the Scientology episode of South Park? They are supposed to replay it 7/19 and Tom Cruise is (supposedly) livid. Hee, hee. Sorry for the haphazard post, but, I'm doing three things at one time.

Posted by: Pamela at July 15, 2006 06:56 AM (YM+tw)

3 Two points: 1. Older women are fine, fine creatures worthy of adulation and respect. And the occasional glance at the ass. (Look but don't touch - I know the rules). 2. Drinking Budweiser from the can is hot, and also worthy of adulation and respect. 3. Flip flops are just easier. I'll check out "La Chouffe." -- That's all. I'm not hating here. Really. I was just talking. I think Sarah is cool. Drugs are not cool. And the Foo Fighters on that link are just for fun. If you want to know, I'm currently into the Stars, Arcade Fire, Polyphonic Spree, Jack Johnson, Blue October and the occasional Killers. (even though he was a Mormon once.)

Posted by: Will at July 15, 2006 09:30 AM (eIQfa)

4 Will -- You should see my ass, you'd shit yourself. Pamela -- We've got the DVR already set for Wed's episode! Curtis -- Even though we don't agree on much, and it's unfathomable how we ever thought we might be able to date, it's nice to see you have my back nonetheless...

Posted by: Sarah at July 15, 2006 10:30 AM (YL5y0)

5 and don't forget, drinking Budweiser from a can while knitting at my house watching "four weddings and a funeral" all on a Sunday after noon when your husband was in Iraq for over a year...good times....HA HA HA! AND i was just wondering when NOT breaking the law by using drugs was turned into just being old? I think you're just a responsible and mature twenty-something Trust me, 30 IS great!

Posted by: Angie at July 16, 2006 06:04 PM (ec43W)

6 And don't forget, when you reach the lofty age of 31 you can have the dubious pleasure of saying to your friends "I was 4, a score and seven years ago." Or at least the pleasure of your friends is likely to be dubious...

Posted by: Piercello at July 16, 2006 06:35 PM (opE/O)

7 Come on Angie - you never smoked weed when you were younger. Please don't get all pretentious and pretend that it's about not "breaking the law."

Posted by: Will at July 18, 2006 03:44 PM (eIQfa)

8 Sarah- Can I see a picture of your ass in jeans? Just to see if I shit or not?

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One of our best friends from college is from India, and he's in Mumbai right now. I hope he's OK. I feel something special in my heart for India as a country, and I hate that this has happened.

And I guess I missed the memo that we were all going to start calling it Mumbai instead of Bombay. When did that happen? I guess at the same time we started calling Qatar "Cutter". Let me know when we're supposed to start calling Japan Nihon.

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I've been making my way through boxes all day. I just can't stand to have the house like this, so I'm working myself to the bone trying to get it all organized. Before we left Germany, I was too overwhelmed to go through our closets and get rid of stuff that doesn't fit or that we've had for ten years. I started doing that today, and the more boxes I open, the worse I feel. I have so much junk. We lived for two months out of a suitcase; I had something like seven shirts and five pair of pants, and that clothed me every single day. Now that I have boxes and boxes of clothes, I just feel wasteful and ridiculous. Why on earth do I have 14 pairs of flip flops? I've already re-boxed four boxes of stuff to send to Goodwill, and I'm trying to figure out what else I can get rid of. And I also realized that I've knitted myself to a very full closet; I have more sweaters and scarves/hats than I know what to do with. I need to do some give-away knitting for a while...

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Well, it's been one day and I've already got the CD cabinets alphabetized. The house is shaping up, sort of. There's still a lot to do, but at least we have the microwave out; leftovers have never felt so easy. We also spent a month watching a 14 inch TV, so now our 28 incher feels like the front row at the movie theater! And I am so looking forward to sleeping on a bed for the first time in a month...

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Our house is stuffed to the gills right now; our household goods finally showed up this morning. I have never been so excited to sit on a sofa!

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Today was a special day because our pup became an American. Since Charlie was born and raised in Germany, we have been joking since we got home that we should officially make him a citizen. So we chose today to have his naturalization ceremony. He raised his right hand and swore an oath of citizenship, which was uproariously funny at the time.

And because it was such a special day for him, we let him eat with us. Charlie got to eat a waffle and a hamburger! What a day...

And then this evening my husband and I did the most American thing we know: we went to a baseball game. The Blowfish played a great game, and then they had fireworks over the stadium. I know we had fireworks on post in Germany, but these were close enough to smell! And it just felt so good to be in a stadium full of people wearing red, white, and blue and listening to Lee Greenwood. I couldn't wipe the stupid smile off my face the whole fireworks display.

It's so good to be home...

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This is my first 4th of July in the United States in three years. I thought I'd write something this morning about how it feels, but I think I'd rather write at the end of the day. We have big plans to do the most American things we can...

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