I'm so bad with birthdays. This blog, for example, turned three a few days ago. The vanity! To celebrate, and to buy time as I pick out what pictures to use for part 2 of the Frank Stanford diary, here are a few of the old posts that were kind of funny, if occasionally long and pointless:
8.6.07, in which I report on Prospector's camping trip to the Upper Peninsula.
and part two of the same trip.
9.27.06, in which I first cause my daughter significant trauma, both physical and emotional.
9.6.06, in which I recount the time I told a joke about drunks for third grade show and tell.