| June 16, 2001 |
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| My Aunt Muriel, who made it all the way through her
first day ever at Faire, in costume. I keep telling folks that I did not
get this way in a vacuum. (blender's more like it) |
Simultaneously burying one husband... |
...and marrying the next. |
One has to wonder why. |
| June 17, 2001 |
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| The maintenance crew had their way with many of the
environmental areas and stages at dawn- dead body outlines and "caution"
tape everywhere. I heard that the Rogues' Reef stage was particularly well
decorated. |
More Lockwelles: brother Robert and sister Katherine. |
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| The Vicarage hosts another pie fight, er, bake sale. |
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| It would appear that God has indeed blessed said bake sale. |
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"Used pies, cheap! Thrown once, no toothmarks." |
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| Nor would our lives be complete |
...without the annual... |
St. Ives vs. Security water fight. |
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