Today is the first Thursday in almost four years that I haven't had a column due. It's nice, but of course life has found a way to fill that void with other fires that need attending.

For some reason the Harlan Daily hasn't uploaded my final column to their website. Might be because it consisted of several curse words repeated 1000 times. Who knows. The newspaper industry is a strange and fickle mistress. But sexy. Oh so sexy.

In place of my column here's some pictures from my nephew Zach's birthday party and the totally awesome couples wedding shower that BC and Erika threw for us. Both of these events were a blast. One featured Sara wearing a coconut bra. The other featured her wearing a fake mustache. You can figure out which is which.

Labels: dear diary, weekend

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