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Not fucking likely. Amy says she's seen you too but I think you're both full of crap. I think you still live in Iowa.

One of our local video stores has an unedited 5 hour version of Spinal Tap but I've never been brave enough to rent it so call me Artie Fufkin and kick my ass.

I really liked We Jam Econo. He doesn't get too far ahead of himself on it, for the most part.

pics?

Mike can get a little sanctimonious but if you tell my wife I said that, I'll deny it.

Depends entirely on what you were doing. Mark Twain

Happy Birfday, Paul! No lame jokes about where and when I'm likely to see you next. Until that day, I hope the world treats you well.

Where you dig up some of your crazy shit is God's own mystery.

Only after I get my 4 hour Tanner epic.

LET'S SEE ACTION! How's the Husband of the Year? Perhaps an addition was needed after the owner ate too many Ho-Hos.

Yeah, I probably shouldn't frame it as an either/or thing. I don't dislike Entourage but resent that HBO doesn't stand by it's best shows; Carnivale, Deadwood, there was talk of cancelling Rome. The Wire has been on hiatus for too long and I know they were worried about renewal. Can't we have both style and substance?

OK, mini-rant alert: I know its not completely rational but I resent shows like Entourage being renewed while Deadwood is allowed to die. I don't want to step on anybody's good time here but jeez, c'mon! Entourage is to Deadwood what cotton candy is to a lobster dinner. Alright, I'm not sure that works but you know what I mean.

Roger that!

I blame myself.

I just hate it when they get like this...

Happy Birfday, Rich! Sorry I'm late!

Better neighbors but I guess that's just the luck of the draw. Hope you had a great one, Nicky, next two rounds are on me.

Happy Birfday, Kate!

I'm so very sorry, Kat. I wish I could take away your pain.

Sorry I'm late! Happy Birfday!

If you and I went halves on this, I'd need room in the garage for my bed because my wife would never let me back in the house. I can just hear her now: "Other idiotic middle aged men blow money on sports cars to make them feel young and you decide to buy a drum kit?! And who's this hippy?" No thanks, man. Neither of us needs that kind of trouble, trust me. That is one hell of a kit, though.

Happy Birfday, Pops! Remember when we dressed in costume for the Wilco New Year's Eve show that one year? I still love those pictures.