Sunday, December 9, 2007

Logan



Logan's my nephew. 

My twenty month-old nephew who cries when he sees me.  I don't think he hates me, I just think he needs to get used to me.  In an effort to save our relationship, I've been having the kid over.  We engage in captivating conversations over cigars and booze.  Still, though, he seems a little leery. What it might take is a little weed. 



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