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Tuesday, April 11, 2006

 

When your friends won't come to the dance floor...

...bring the dance floor to your friends. I went to the wedding of my high school friend Meg this past weekend. Steven was a good sport and accompanied me. You can observe his bemused/good sport face in this picture. I trying to entice my friends to join me on the dance floor, as you can obviously see from my stunning moves.

In other news, when I told the bride's father (an attorney) that I was in law school, his response was, "I thought you said you're in law school. Are you feeling okay?", and felt my forehead with the back of his hand. That Mr. Ebersole, such the joker. I always was kind of extra-spazzy around him growing up. He was conservative, and even in junior high I sensed he needed a little craziness in his life.

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