And I'm unable to hold my breath for that long.
Even as a former trombone player.
Yours, waiting,
N.
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- More leftovers
- Leftovers
- Horror in Mumbai
- Waifs and strays, again
- Happy Thanksgiving!
- Fearing the worst
- Boo's mondegreen
- Burrowing
- Letters from America
- The season is officially here
- Thank you notes from classes
- Ouch
- More morigami
- Pickup cooking
- Alaska senate race goes to the democrat
- Morigami
- It's beginning to sound a lot like Christmas
- Small children, and fear....
- James Bond
- Rain, at last
- Origami for children
- And the election continues....
- A moment, please
- The season of birthdays
- Happy Birthday, Boo!
- An uplifting story
- Overheard, redux
- Eavesdropping
- Bravo New Hampshire, Colorado!
- Bad pun
- 365
- Congratulations to Senator-elect Merkley
- How to deal with the withdrawal symptoms
- Please to remember, the fifth of November
- McCain: classy
- Yes!
- Looking good
- Playing the (waiting) game
- Condolences to Barack Obama
- Fuming
- Three days and we will know
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