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This
is my friend Wes on the left and myself on the right on the road to
Atlanta. |
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Wafer
thin? Wes with a mouthful of lettuce outside of Subways. His wife Belle is
used to these kinds of antics. |
Steve
Kilbey playing bass front and center during Hiroshima Mon Amour. |
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Marty
and Steve singing Marty's chorus during Two Places at Once, I think. |
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The
morning after outside the Red Roof Inn. l. to r., Wes, Belle, Heather
(pixie #1), Chuck n' Paige (two-headed creature...ettin), Holly (Hah-hee...pixie
#2) |
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Morning
after outside the hotel. l. to r., me, Wes, Paige, Chuck, Holly, Heather,
and Belle. Holly looks like she's thinking, "Did somebody say IHOP?" |
Same
crew, better pic. This time everyone's smiling. |
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Two
petulant-looking pixie girls, Heather and Holly. |
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I
love this pic because it's fun to guess just what everyone was thinking at
that moment. Not a scrap of IHOP food left, nor much coffee either. |
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Paige
never stops smiling. Almost looks like a band photo. Good to know I'm not
losing any hair up top, yet. I was wondering... |
Is
that my roommate doing the dishes??? I just had to take a picture to be
certain. Mike welcomes us back from an amazing trip. |
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Just
when I was looking forward to sleeping in my own bed, Wes decides to rest
before the final 200 mile leg of his trip to Boynton Beach. |
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Always
one to take advantage of any situation... |
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I
picked some cotton by the roadside at a remote gas station in southern
Georgia. |
Finally
I get home to my Church cds! You can never have too many! |
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Kicking
back with a Guinness in Chuck and Paige's hotel room after the show |
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Holly,
curled up in her sky blue and white pjs and box of birds tee, looks
like a robin's egg as she prepares for bed. |
Holly
taking a picture of Paige (or is it Heather?) taking a picture of her. |
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Don't
be fooled into thinking these two are the serious types. |
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Wes,
trying his best to look silly for the camera...the rest of us doing it
naturally. |
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Divided
attentions... |
Another
group photo of the usual suspects. |
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Notice
how my hand levitates in this picture. She's got a 'somebody else's wife'
field around her...an S.E.W. field. |
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Two
less petulant and happier looking pixies flash a smile for Paige's camera. |
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My
favorite photo. This is what it was all about. This is why I want to do it
all again...soon. |
April
may be the cruellest month but October is Paige's favorite month. Ghosts
and goblins keep her happy. |
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And
Paige said that she was basically shy... |
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Heather
and Holly get stuck at the kiddy table in IHOP...a real shame, they were
fun girls. |
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Waiter
Roy just seemed to happy and perky for our tastes, but Chuck was going to
give him a tip anyway. |
Wes
puts Paige's camera on autotimer after Heather fell flat on her ass
trying to do the same. Our pixies don't fly. |
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I
got a stupid bowl haircut before the show...never again. Here's me,
looking at my five o'clock shadow worst. |
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After
my group skipped town, Paige n Chuck, Holly n Heather had some fun around
downtown Atlanta. |
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Some
cool mural...I don't know...ask Paige about it. |
Cool
Egyptian/Sumerian-like glyphs above the doors of unusual dressing rooms. |
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Paige
and Chuck trying on some shades. |
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Taking
a smoke and sobe break. Look at the guy in the background...pictures are
worth a thousand words. |
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A
picture I am sure the rest of us guys would have loved to have been
in...my other favorite picture. |
Holly
and Heather catching a few zzzs in the back seat...the kiddy
compartment...on the trip back to Charleston. |
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Back
at the McCormick abode, everyone looks a bit tired and laid back. |
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