A few updates from Camp Mabry.
Mary Austin can allegedly clap, wave and apply her own sunscreen now. She's only really interested in the dishwasher, eating rocks, mom's earrings, and the discount double check commercial.
Jane is obsessed (again) with her animatronic frankenstein doll that plays Ray Parker Jr. on command.
I'm traveling. Beav is collecting chips for a major Gruner bender.
Manged Marfa last weekend, Corpus yesterday. Evidence forthcoming, gangnam style.
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| The Toby trick, pizza crust squeal suppressant |
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| We are reading the Chronicles of Narnia |
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| Fishing again, this time with Peter and Little Hulk |
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| Let me know when the fish are biting |
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| Whacking them, with Dillies |
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| We are now handling the catch |
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| 4 hours, no problems. Save the boat tinkle. |
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| Petting Zoo, Gila Monster, Hope Farmer's Market |
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| Requisite chow shot, Magic Chef still kicking |
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| The real deal, finally |
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| Creative genius |
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| Making new friends |
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| Killer jams, somewhere around "Rockin' Me" |
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| THEE OH SEES, La Zona Rosa |
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| McJ Winning Golf Team |
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| Pizza Party with real Brooklyners |
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| We had the combs... |
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| The pride of Asia Market |
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| Banned! |
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