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Patriots, end zone. End zone, patriots. Didn’t seem like you knew each other.

For years, I assumed it was impossible to know the inner thoughts and desires of a woman, And then my wife found Twitter.

Looks like I’ll be able to catch the Pats game again this weekend… 3 for 3; I’m impressed and pleased beyond words.

http://twitpic.com/irvwr - Beautiful evening at Western Trails park.

It became apparent that I’d been redirected to a national call center when the representative asked if I thought it was going to rain today.

Wife made a ‘bloomin onion’ and did a cracking job. Softens the Pat’s ugly, awful loss.

Coffee, bacon, ham, peppers, onions, an omelet, and pancakes. Every pan we have to our names may be dirty, but breakfast was a success.

I’d love to have a family portrait like this: http://bit.ly/iW2wD

802.11n is official? About time!

Taco Bell made .39 Taco Sundays into .39 Taco Everdays… Epic.