It started with a fortuitous drop of a radish into the split-leather pouch of my trusty slingshot. Fast forward two decades. This is a running compilation of snapshots and notes from days gone by.
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
Sorry sir. We're all sold out.
This was the view from behind the ticket window when Stuart was told they just sold the last Jeff Foxworthy tickets to the couple in front of him. Stu became completely unglued. Berserk. Just went bananas!
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