If Gabe were a dog, I think he'd look like this little fellow. He is my dream dog (perhaps because he too has a little beard). So, hello! I'm going to try and start blogging again now that there's a chill in the air (more opportunities for mind wanderings while hibernating). Speaking of mind wanderings, I've been reading Proust's Remembrance of Things Past, the ultimate documentation of a wandering mind! (That guy sure did love his momma, huh?)
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is proust doing the chicken dance in that picture? good to have you back, friend.
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