161 of 210 : Erik
Wow, just 50 more to go!
My nephew the athiest, and Hannah and Molly’s father, has grown from a rather self-centered young thing to a man utterly devoted to his family. He stumbled into the pawn business by accident, but now runs a very successful shop with designs on a more discreet, upscale version for bigwigs.
posted by Sewa Yoleme @ 8:25 AM
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I think you should write 365, not 210. Just an opinion.
I remember Erik from that night at that strange semistrip club. Don't I?
Greetings from Oregon. You would LOVE the place we're staying tonight! More on that later...
Thanks, IB. I will be starting a new blog for my birthday, so I'll be writing daily, though it won't be in this format. I'm such an antisocial creature that I'm not sure I have even 50 more people left in me, let alone a whole year's worth.
And yes, you met Erik at the club, about which you'll read more in today's entry, when I write about his wife.
And I'm dead envious of you already, no need to rub it in. (No, seriously, please do tell me about the place--your itinerary sounded sooooooo wonderful!)
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