Sunday, June 19, 2005

A Forkful of Dollops


Can't...talk...eating

Before taking Sylvia to the airport, we took my brother to Mom and Dad's place for a Father's Day lunch. Dad took this incredible photo, in which Sean and Sylvia look great, and I look like a complete dork. Couldn't have turned out better.

7 comments:

Liam J. said...

I disagree, Earl. Their laughter gives you dominion over the food.
"Let the fools have their jest. The last perogy shall be MINE! (insert maniacal laughter here)"

Rob Vogt said...

You look like Parafino the wax man.

Earl J. Woods said...

Rob Vogt! I didn't know you were even aware of this blahg...awesome.

Sean Woods said...

I'm guessing he got it though my friend Dylan, as I have finally provided a link to the Bleak House of Blaghs on the Discorama.

Earl J. Woods said...

Oh the tangled web we bloggers weave...

Dylan said...

True, I have passed along many of Earl's wondeful writings on to Vogt, but I refuse to give him the URL.
He just got a DVD player and I am afraid to reveal the presence of blogs (or blahgs) to him.

Bdoserror said...

So, is Rob still working at Lister? :D