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.
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
I bet you could smell that cheese all the way down to the mailbox
Casting cheese at the party host's window is always a merry time. This photo shows two of my better placed efforts.
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