Tuesday, June 20
Neapolitan Ice Cream
On Saturday I went fishing with Jake and Justin on Lake Pewaukee. I did not make that up. You can't make up names like Pewaukee. We caught no fish. We didn't even get a bite. But we saw the carp spawning. We touched leeches. We ate sandwiches. We fed ducks. And Jake fell in the water. It was a blast.
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...and all that is related to neapolitan ice cream how?
Because that's what the three of us look like in the boat. Jake is brown. I'm white. And Justin was sunburned.
I finally sent out the "Lost" episodes. The sealed envelope has been in one of my work drawers for a couple months so I don't remember what the enclosed note says. Oops.
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That's great. I hear they get off the island during those episodes, right?
The girl at work from Scranton brought in Peanut Butter Smidgens today. So, so good.
And gluten-free.
I didn't know you work with someone from Scranton. Who is she? There's a good chance I know her.
sunburnt. ha.
have you heard the one about the bass drum and cymbal that fell out of a tree?
No. What happened?
a bass drum and a cymbal fell out of a tree...
...badump bump ching!
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