Thursday, December 19, 2013

Boys Will Be Boys

Early morning nap with a sawhorse
Are those my balls?
Happy guys
We had to bust Walt out of jail before bringing him home from school
We picked Walt up on Tuesday. He was exhausted, so we didn't have the heart to tell him he had to wake up at the crack of dawn Wednesday to drive to Elmira and get the pool table we found a couple weeks ago on Craigslist. The owner was a sweet old man who wore baggy cords, the perfect "grandpa" sweater, and a little cap. He said he bought it new, about 25 years ago. I looked it up, it's from 1968. It reminds me of how we'll occasionally watch a movie and think it's fairly new, only to realize it was made in 1992.
  I won't go into details about how tough it was to get it up their basement stairs and down ours. Or how we did not all fit legally in the cargo van. But they did it. I was trying to wipe a couple spots off the felt, but Ken was in such a hurry to try it. They've been down there 2 hours now, so all is well.

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