Ohhhhh. So that's the book that you were on about, Bill, every time the Poe CD was played. Hooray for points of reference. Burton, can you just pick up a southern accent that quickly? Shouldn't it take work? It's not just something you haul off and pick up at Wal-Mart. I heard loads of southern accents in Atlanta. My favorite belonged to the stylist who cut my hair in a fancy Atlanta salon. He finished my haircut, stood back to admire his handywork, and said "Well ah thaink yew just look cuter'n a bug's ear." Back in Cleveland now (since Monday afternoon, actually). Taking two days off work for the wedding means that I'm at the breaking point here at my desk, despite the fact that all I really want at the moment is a stiff drink and a long nap. The weekend wedding fiasco was ... erm ... one helluva thing. Let's just put it this way: When you have a large Polish/Lithuanian family, when the family reunites, everything that happens becomes extraordinarily bizarre. Trust me when I say that you haven't lived until you've seen my mother's 60+-year-old cousins, Jerry and Dennis, dance to polka music waving white hankerchiefs like torreador capes, while my just-married uncle tears around the dance floor pretending to be a bull.
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