tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663809998836958521.post5173208547651094372..comments2009-01-28T13:09:23.751-08:00Chris Connollyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456897022784486865noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663809998836958521.post-62473996111665775342009-01-28T13:09:23.751-08:002009-01-28T13:09:23.751-08:00That is surely a much more austere reference than my silly photo essay deserves. But thanks nonetheless.Chris Connollyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456897022784486865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663809998836958521.post-70004078981618683732009-01-28T13:06:13.818-08:002009-01-28T13:06:13.818-08:00Your photos made us think of Ogden Nash who wrote:<BR/><BR/>What's the Use? <BR/><BR/>Sure, deck your limbs in pants; <BR/>Yours are the limbs, my sweeting. <BR/>You look divine as you advance -- <BR/>Have you seen yourself retreating?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663809998836958521.post-37570631221813171272009-01-26T18:24:50.975-08:002009-01-26T18:24:50.975-08:00I almost woke up my son laughing so hard. Am I going to hell now?elizanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663809998836958521.post-41107419041029683572009-01-26T13:49:38.188-08:002009-01-26T13:49:38.188-08:00You're kind of like a sort of hero to me... you know that yes?andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13101276665929366726noreply@blogger.com