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Tuesday, May 22nd, 2012
5:07 pm [bfly]	Looking for Carol P. Calling Carol P. a.k.a. cstarp. Got an email from Spider Robinson this afternoon and he is looking to get in touch but his contact info is out of date. Anybody got a line on her? (Comment on this)
Thursday, May 10th, 2012
5:41 pm [warinbear]	So, hey, what's the name of this thing again? I don't think I am particularly good at a particular kind of brainteaser, the name of which escapes me at the moment. It usually takes the form of a word or several words or just letters and occasionally symbols in a box, wherein the orientation and placement and other factors of the contents suggest a reasonably well-known phrase. One example (without the box, as my ascii-fu is not that advanced) -- 0 --------- BA MA PhD This is 'a few degrees below zero'. Out of the blue, a fully-formed whatever-the-name-of-this-thing-is popped into my head today. It's fairly simple, but I thought folks might find it entertaining -- and who knows? A whole thread full of whatever-the-name-of-this-thing-is-es might result. BLACKESTESTESTEST Have fun. <g> (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, March 20th, 2012
2:59 am [rosefox]	Please help a sweet Brooklyn cat find her forever home! A bit off-topic, obviously, but I'm trying to spread the word as far and wide as possible. After a month of trying our best to integrate our new cat into our household, we have determined that she really needs to be an only cat; she's good with people but just too territorial to share space with other critters. Therefore, we're trying to find her a new home that she can totally own. She's speutered and house-trained (no accidents), and can be really sweet when she's not trying to kill her purple mousie for the umpteenth time. She'll probably be a great lap cat in about five years. If you know anyone in the NYC area who's looking to adopt a cat, doesn't have other pets or young children (toddlers or younger) and isn't planning to acquire any, and has the time and energy to keep up with a rambunctious one-year-old kitty who's still half a kitten and full of beans, please send them this link: http://www.petfinder.com/petdetail/22086790 (Yes, the shelter insists on calling her Rose. Yes, this is a bit confusing.) Thanks for the help! Please feel free to share the link to this post. Current Mood: hopeful (Comment on this)
Monday, March 19th, 2012
12:40 pm [janetmiles]	About HaliCallahaniCon -- travel So, my passport has arrived (huzzah!), my leave time has been approved (hooray!), and I can start making travel plans. Driving looks like about 30 hours (yikes!). Flying looks like about $900 (eep!). Is anyone on the eastern side of the USA looking to drive and open to carpooling? (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, March 11th, 2012
9:53 am [tomtac]	All right!! Who did it? I Want Names!! Look, I understand about Daylight Savings Time. Sometimes I LIKE the way the clocks match up with the sunrises and sunsets in the summer, and getting the same sort of action in the winter. But ... that means that in the spring, we move the clocks forward and lose an hour. Again, okay, that's a necessity in that system. What has me grumpy is the question: Exactly what pointy-headed administrator heard the question "What hour shall we trash?" and raised his/her hand and burbled "OH! I KNOW! LET'S DO IT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT! EVERYONE WILL ONLY LOSE ONE HOUR OF SLEEP AND NO ONE WILL MISS IT!" ? WHO WAS THAT? Grr. I know, if it was in the middle of the work week, it would interfere with production. And if it was in the middle of Sunday afternoon, it would interfere with football and baseball. But I can tell you this: Nobody asked ME about it. I would have said that we should do the 2pm-becomes-3pm thing in the middle of Saturday afternoon. We'd be awake, we could do it right (instead of standing there bleary eyed in my pajamas and bare feet trying to guess whether the clock adjusts itself or not), and the time change would mean one less hour until bedtime, not one less hour of sleep. Already we've had the usual articles about how the lost sleep increases car accidents and there's an article about a study showing some goofing off at work increases after the sleep disruption ( http://eaglerock.patch.com/articles/research-daylight-savings-time-prompts-cyberloafing ) Note, I really don't mind getting an extra hour in the fall. BUT IN THE SPRING, I do move that we change clocks in Saturday afternoon. Right after we find the clown that suggested losing an hour of sleep and do the tar-and-feather bit. (Reply to let me know it wasn't you.) (25 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, February 22nd, 2012
10:19 am [bfly]	Message from Spider Robinson I received the following note from Spider Robinson this morning via callahans.org. Some of you may have heard that Spider and Jeanne's daughter Terry has been diagnosed with Stage IV metastatic breast cancer. I'm posting here with a request to help spread the word, especially those of you who are still connected with the IRC and/or Freenode #callahans groups or other places where I am not. Spider is loved and supported in more ways than he knows by people who were touched by his work, and I hope we can give him some help and comfort. Dear Butterfly, For years I have deliberately, and reluctantly, minimized my dealings with the online Callahan’s community, for the obvious reason: fear of never getting any work done, ever again.  But now I need to ask for help. What follows below currently appears on the home page of my website, www.spiderrobinson.com. Please pass it along to anyone you know who might want to read it. Especially to cstar, a.k.a. Carol Patrick; the email addresses I had for her have long since gone stale. Thanks very much for your help, Butterfly. --Spider You can head over to Spider's web site for the details about what's going on and what is needed. (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, February 18th, 2012
2:59 pm [64tbird]	A plea for help... I am updating the needs list as more was learned at the organizational meeting to help these people. Some help has been found. I will cross off/update the needs below. - TBird Let me first say, I know Callahanians are the type of folks who are often the first to be out of work. I don't know why that is, we seem to lack a sort of ruggedness or ability to capitulate without cost that others have. So I know what I am about to ask is HUGE and long term and this is an unbearable story that I am still trying to get my arms around. I am going to try and put it in some sort of order, but I can't guarantee accuracy, because it's really sort of out of control. And that's why I came here for help. So a little background that is hopefully helpful, a blend of Esther Malka sharing this story and my interpretation; I am converting to Judaism, and have become a member of a little non-affiliated shul in Fort Collins, Colorado. My little shul has a sort of new addition. A lovely retired lady named Esther Malka. How she got here is not a lovely story. To begin at the start, she lived the bulk of her life in Long Island, a member of an Orthodox synagogue. She always wore dresses, covered her hair/head, kept kosher, went to all services. She raised her family and some moved south and some moved west to Colorado. Esther Malka and her husband retired to North Carolina, and there her husband died just over a year ago, in December 2011. Her son in law, Alan, packed her up and helped her move, as she says "on his back", to Miami Beach, where all good Jewish widows go to bond, and kvetch about the kids not calling. Alan's family, Esther Malka's daughter, moved out here to Colorado because there were better jobs prospects and better schools than they had in North Carolina. And it was difficult, they came out with 5 kids, 2 of which are special needs (look up neurofibromatosis, I'll wait) and at first the best they could do were part time jobs. She's a special needs teacher, and he's in construction. They were both working two part time jobs apiece, looking for something more stable. On the last day of Alan's part time construction job in August of 2011, the day before he was to start a job full time with full benefits, tragedy struck. A construction accident out of his control left him with a broken neck. Full cognitive function, but no ability to move. C-3 Quadriplegic. From the start, our compassionate American system urged his family to let him go, it was hopeless, and he was hopeless. The family refused. Mom (Holly) and their youngest daughter slept in the hospital, on the floor, in chairs, hungry and unshowered, vigilante at Alan's side. Meanwhile, worker's compensation lawyers teamed up with the insurance lawyers in a campaign to kill him anyway by trying to get the family to put this otherwise vital 40-something year old man in a nursing home. Cheaper, doncha know? The family has fought these lawyers with whatever small energy they have to do so. Needless to say, Esther Malka got herself moved out here on a wing and a prayer. And this poor retired Orthodox lady found herself landed at Har Shalom, my little unaffiliated shul that insists people be allows to worship in the tradition that fits them. Never would Esther Malka have chosen this little hobbit hut of a place if it was just her moving to a new town, but this is where G*d landed her. Har Shalom had already reached her when earlier in the year her daughter called to tell her of the suicide of a young member. They cried over the phone about the loss of Corinne Heyman, a girl neither of them knew. So Esther Malka knew we existed before she ever got here. And when she got here, she was swooped up into our lives. Somehow she was given my number a few weeks ago, and we spoke a bit. She told me some of her story, but not all of it. And she came to Torah study where she was welcomed with warmth. About this time, our own resident member Esther started a Va'ad Gemillut Hassidim - a committee to do good deeds to help with short term needs of members, with the goal of providing meals for those coming out of surgery, to visit those in long term care, or to insure that certain needs got met. This Esther had survived brain cancer the year before with the help of the Har Shalom community, and wants now to give back. The two Esthers have become "unconditional friends" and on Wednesday Feb 15,2012, the entire story was told of this particular families needs. They are by no means short term needs, and I won't go into details because it's exhausting, they are completely over the heads of our little committee that formed only three months ago. Obviously, neither parent is working. The children (ranging in age from 9-20) and their mother are all devoted to Dad and his needs. Esther Malka's other daughter is a physician, as is her husband, and so they bought the family of her sister a house, one of apparently two in Fort Collins that is already retrofitted for handicapped inhabitants. But in the chaos of simply scratching out survival, fighting insurance companies, and home schooling the kids, there is little time for basics. Mom doesn't get to shower for days, the kids never change clothes, they go hungry and dirty, and even the 11 year old will note when Dad's bag needs to be changed and take it upon himself to do it. The insurance companies delay check issuance, hoping to push the family into the nursing home solution. They are well past hand to mouth survival. The CNA (Certified Nurses Assistant) agency that is supposed to show up for designated hours every day fail to show up and fail to call. The insurance company refuses to let them change agencies. Even in urgent situations, this agency fails to meet their duties, and even when they do show up, they are inexperienced with quadriplegic patients. Immediate needs are: - Dishwasher repair (Esther thinks she found someone) - An oven (no cooktop, just the oven - we are putting this in the newsletter) Turns out they have an "Advantium" and the oven side is broken. We may have found someone to fix this. - Meals - but I think they are covered through Monday Feb 21, 2012 because I may have made a few too many enchiladas. There are no dietary restrictions - small blessing! (this is also a long term need) - Getting the 9 year old daughter with neurofibromatosis down to Children's Hospital in Denver, because she has a brain tumor pressing on the vision centers of her brain. (This involves steady, trustworthy care for Dad while Mom takes her down there.) - A secondary Kindle pointer that is designed for quads, because Alan's has gone missing. (He uses his teeth to manipulate the pointer and turn the pages.) The pointer has been found, but a secondary one might still be nice. I was telling a school friend Anna this story, and before I finished she said, "I can help. I am still a CNA, I still have my certification, and I have worked with lots of quads. I can help one or two times a week. Give them my number." I almost cried. Actually I think I did cry. Long term they need a lawyer who will stick with them. They need a better bed sling for moving Dad to his wheelchair. Something about a shower chair I don't understand and that may have already been resolved. A handicapped van suited for a quadriplegic so the family can get out of the house once in a while. (Har Shalom had a member with such a van who passed away, and his wife may still have the van) They need organization. Things get lost. Vital things get lost. They need a system of organization to keep track of stuff, to get the kids cleaned, to get Mom cleaned. I have a lot of side rants to this post but none of them are appropriate here. I am asking for ideas, solutions, money, equipment, resources...anything that can help these people breath long enough to be able to take a shower. Esther Malka has given permission for the story to be told, so tell it to anyone you think can help. The family is in Fort Collins, Colorado. I can get a truck and pick stuff up anywhere in about 100 mile radius. I've looked into any sort of construction charitable arm that raises money to look out for their own in these situations, and I've come up empty handed. Maybe I don't know where to look, but neither does my husband who has worked in construction all of his life. The family has called the Christopher Reeves foundation, and found that this situation is so common that the foundation is completely overwhelmed and unable to help. The following information is of course going out locally as well, but it's just bigger than our committee, bigger than our shul... I did finally make time to set up a PayPal account for them: HollyAlan12 at g mail dot com The goal is to help bridge the gaps when the insurance companies decide to send checks out late or deny funding for something like a shower chair. In other words: rent, food and gas. Because that is literally the level of their needs - the very basics. If you are local to Fort Collins, CO, I have also set up a MealTrain.com site, and I will be happy to give you details if you email me at sixt4tbird at hot___ dot com. (The same address I've had since 2001.) Ideas for organization are welcome. I think now that maybe one or more of the kids may be in traditional school, but I know the youngest is having problems with the tumor and being able to see, and may be home again. I think the 19 year old is at the community college, but he and his Mom are the primary caretakers of Dad, and they are the ones who sleep the least. Donations are welcome. Steady consistent donations are super welcome... $2/month among all of us is less than a cup of Starbucks and could be the difference between this family of 7 eating or not eating. Items are welcome. It's amazing and sad how common this sort of story is. As mentioned above, we may have already found a van from someone who had a similar issue. if they hit places where they can't afford food, I'm guessing cleaning supplies are in short supply as well, that would be helpful. Services are welcome. Housecleaning (I am completely guessing, no one has mentioned this but it makes sense) would probably go a LONG LONG way. Babysitting. An in home massage or haircut/style for Mom. I'm just making stuff up off the top of my head, but I bet it would be welcome. Help... Please. Any little way you can. Even prayers, goodthoughts, candles, petitions to the force... Thank you so much for reading this. TBird/A Winged Chimera/Tracy (20 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, December 19th, 2011
6:30 pm [tomtac]	Simply Amazing Clouds - Saturn, Under the Atlantic, and in Alabama [Dec. 19th, 2011|06:15 pm] (Please forgive the double post - I guess the LJ cut still doesn't get you over to my journal.... >:/  ) Was I even tempted to type in an intro, when there are images like that? Follow the link below to a weather blog in Alabama, and you will see many pictures of these incredible things near Birmingham -- a long line of what are called "Kelvin-Helmholtz Wave Clouds". The one here is a compromise between seeing one with a long line of them across the screen, and ones with a close up of one or two of them. They look like the vanguard of some fluffy War of the Worlds. If the atmosphere near the ground moves at one speed/velocity, and the atmosphere above it moves along the same direction but at a different speed, the instability can easily produce this. But we don't see it like this often. http://www.alabamawx.com/?p=55225 Now ... STEP TWO. On the following Monday in that blog, someone posted an analysis. I haven't read it yet, but there are more pictures. Take a glance. For one thing, this is a 3-D sort of thing as the clouds had formed long lines sideways as well, starting way back in Texas. http://www.alabamawx.com/?p=55285 But move on to ... STEP THREE. At the bottom of the original blog entry, there is a link to the Wikipedia article on the subject. There you will read lots about these things, because you see them all the time on Jupiter and Saturn. After all, different speeds in the same direction is the forte of those two planets. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kelvin%E2%80%93Helmholtz_instability Then ... STEP FOUR. One of my favorites. At the bottom of the Wikipedia article is a reference to a NY Times article on how similar waves (with frequencies of 50 seconds) are found at the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean, and how they relate to stirring up the bottom and distributing nutrients down there. http://www.nytimes.com/2010/04/20/science/20waves.html?src=sch&pagewanted=all Absolutely mind blowing. If you were standing on a mountain at the bottom of the Atlantic, you might have an experience similar to the one of being in Birmingham, staring up at a HUGE WAVE THING passing right over you. (Sorry for all the "gosh wow" sentiment. But ... c'mon!) (Comment on this)
Wednesday, December 28th, 2011
2:12 pm [leiacat]	SignalBoost - urgent, Doc W Just learned about this here: http://www.twitlonger.com/show/f0e945 DocWebster says: "I just had the living hell scared out of me. Police just showed up at the door and told me I have ten minutes to either come up with 116.95 or have somebody called in with it or we will be put out on the street from the extended stay place we're at. " He contacted me on facebook, and appeared to prove that he's himself and not a random scam (unless the random scam is very familiar with callahanian trivia). Hotel is this: http://www.americasbestvalueinn.com/bestv.cfm?idp=703 I can't help, so if any of you can, do. (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, December 19th, 2011
6:24 pm [tomtac]	Simply Amazing Clouds - Saturn, Under the Atlantic, and in Alabama Was I even tempted to type in an intro, when there are images like that? Follow the link below to a weather blog in Alabama, and you will see many pictures of these incredible things near Birmingham -- a long line of what are called "Kelvin-Helmholtz Wave Clouds". The one here is a compromise between seeing one with a long line of them across the screen, and ones with a close up of one or two of them. They look like the vanguard of some fluffy War of the Worlds.( Read more here. ) (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, November 8th, 2011
11:08 am [ladybrigid]	Keep Wall Street Occupied A friend of mine sent me this video and I am truly loving the idea.  It's so simple and a great way to deal with the junk offers that banks, credit cards and loan companies keep sending us.  Send it right back.  And it doesn't cost me a dime. You see, in every one of those envelopes is a return envelope, postage pre-paid that the company is hoping you'll send back to request their latest over-hyped, over-priced credit card.  All you have to do is take all the junk from the first envelope (including the envelope) fold it up and stuff it in the pre-paid one.  Put the offer letter at the top of the pile and write a nice little note on the top; something along the lines of "Thanks but no thanks" or "Not interested". Seal it and drop it in the closest mail drop.  They get their own junk mail back and even get to pay for the privilege.  If everyone (or at least everyone who like myself is fed up with credit card companies and big banks) did this it would accomplish two things.  First: it would tie up their mailrooms and send a clear message that consumers are fed up with their bulls&!t.  Second; all the money they would have to pay on postage is $ not being spent on advertising and lobbying. FYI- if you really want to stick it to big banks; close out your accounts and move your money to your local credit union.  We did that over a decade ago and IMHO, it's really the only way to go.  No hidden fees, no nickel and dime your funds down to $0.00 and you always get to talk to a human being when you call. Current Mood: accomplished (Comment on this)
Saturday, September 24th, 2011
1:12 pm [framlingem]	Passing it on: "We don't allow faster than light neutrinos around here," said the bartender. A neutrino walked into a bar. Current Mood: amused (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, September 13th, 2011
9:51 am [akcipitrokulo]	BB - trying to set a limit on folder size on windows XP SP3 I've tried google, and most of the answers seem to be about setting quotas for drives or for users... not quite what I'm looking for. I want to create a folder that can only hold a certain amount of data (say 50 MB - do want to limit quite a lot as will be using it for testing). Any ideas? ETA - had lightbulb moment - I can fill an external drive with rubbish until it won't take any more! (6 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, September 2nd, 2011
5:12 pm [beki]	For those interested in the doings of #C http://callahans-undernet.dreamwidth.org/ (6 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, August 7th, 2011
5:16 am [pernishus]	Fellow Callahanians -- I just found out that two of Spider's things have been nominated on NPR's "Top 100 Science Fiction and Fantasy Titles" vote: (the Callahans series and Mindkiller). You get ten votes altogether -- and I'm sure I needn't remind you folks that within such a voting system casting just one vote instead of all ten increases the weight of that one vote tenfold... Anyhow, here is the link -- you can do something nice for Our Patron with just a click or two. Here's the link: http://www.npr.org/2011/08/02/138894873/vote-for-top-100-science-fiction-fantasy-titles
Thursday, August 4th, 2011
10:04 pm [mdlbear]	Ame: 21. A man walks into a bar; a bearded, bespectacled geek in his mid-60s; and puts a pair of dollar coins on the bar. This being Callahan's, he is shadowed by a blueish aura, a fractal that looks vaguely like an alien bear with a heart-shaped head and branching antennae. It suits him. "The usual Genever for me, Mike, and..." he glances at the young woman beside him, her arm around his waist. "Cranberry martini for you, I think?" She nods shyly. "A little light on the gin". She is an inch or so taller, but clearly his daughter, with dark, slightly wavy hair like his must have been forty years ago, the same nose and face... She has her mother's eyes, though: grey like the sky just before sunrise, with golden highlights. Her skin, also, is like her mother's, pale with a sprinkle of freckles. Very pale. "I don't have to ask, do I?" the bartender says gently. "And I'm pretty sure they don't have ID where you come from. But I know you turned 21 today -- your drinks are on the house." The man smiles and leaves the coin on the bar -- he knows he'll be wanting another drink tonight. She is slightly transparent, and vanishes like the Bear's aura when they pass briefly under the light that shows only reality. He deftly takes her glass and hands it back on the other side. They sit for a while, sip their drinks, and chat; more like old friends with years of catching up to do than a father and daughter. Finally she nods, and they walk over to the chalk line in front of the fireplace, where they stand with her left hand on his shoulder, his arm around her waist. "Friends," the Bear says, "Allow me to introduce my daughter, Amethyst Rose. She was stillborn twenty-one years ago today, and we've only recently started to get re-acquainted. She prefers to be called Ame now." He looks at her with what he hopes is an encouraging smile. She laughs lightly. "Silly Daddy. I don't know how often I'll get here; it's a long trip. But I'm glad I'm here." They raise their mostly-empty glasses. "To coming out!" she says, and looks sternly at him. "Don't say it!" "To Ame!" They throw their glasses into the fireplace, where they crash and mingle their shards in a cascade of blue flame. They hug tightly, until she finally lets go and says, "I guess I'd better be going." "Keep in touch?" "Of course, silly! You know how to reach me." She turns and walks toward an X-window on the wall. It shows a twilit clearing among tall trees made of stone; a single rosebush with jade leaves, obsidian thorns, and a single purple blossom stands near the far left edge. She walks through it and the surface ripples like water. The blossom opens as she walks past it into the darkness. The man stares after her for a moment, blinks, and goes back to the bar. "I think I could use that second drink now," he says. [Cross-posted as http://mdlbear.livejournal.com/1372495.html and http://mdlbear.dreamwidth.org/1365836.html] Current Mood: indescribable (13 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, June 19th, 2011
10:52 am [framlingem]	A toast Glenmorangie, please, Mike, with a bit of water in it, because that's what my dad likes. Here's to my Dad, also named Mike, who taught his daughters to fix cars and watch birds and pun and read maps, and who taught me specifically that the dinner table is always an appropriate place for an impromptu math lesson. When I was a little girl, I used to want to be just like him. He used to mow the lawn in scruffy blue shorts and a red T-shirt, and I used to dress up in my own blue shorts and red T-shirt and push my plastic lawnmower along behind him. When I was two, he took me to my first airshow, at Mirabel airport in Montreal, and snapped pictures of me sitting in the cockpit of every plane they'd let toddlers sit in the cockpit of. When I was seventeen, we flew to England and went to the 60th anniversary Battle of Britain commemorative airshow. Last January, we went to the Smithsonian Air and Space museum together. The big one, out by Dulles airport, not the one downtown (which is also awesome, but not REALLY awesome, on account of not having a Concorde, Connie, or space shuttle). I don't try to copy him anymore, but I am so proud whenever anyone tells me I remind them of him. Here's to good dads, and also to the men who are fathers in all but name. ( My dad going for Father of the Year 1986 ) Current Mood: grateful (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, June 15th, 2011
4:31 pm [eleri]	Freetrav to the white courtesy phone please if anyone knows how to ping Trav, could they point me in his direction, or vice versa... (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, June 14th, 2011
4:48 pm [patgund]	Amara Barbe-Yochelson - Rest in Peace (Mike, three fingers of Irish Mist. No, make it four) (Steps up to the line) 25 years ago I met a young lass while BBSing in San Diego named Amara. Sunshine, Sunkitty, Dancing Star were just some of the handles she used. Overtime, we became friends. Very close, very special friends. She became one of the touchstones in my life, and someone I chatted with most of the time. She got married, had children, ended up moving to the Bay Area. We kept in touch. A few years ago we started flirting with each other, though nothing came of it save giggles and some cuddles when we were actually together. Sunday morning while my family and I were just across the US-Canadian border, Amara's husband called. She went to bed around 1am.....and never woke up. She had just had a birthday a few days earlier. I'm still.....stunned. I feel like a part of my soul is missing, that the touchstone and friend I cared for and loved can't possibly be gone. Even now, I see her name and face show up on FB game feeds, or in IM's, and I catch myself sending her a *hugs* to let her know I'm thinking of her. But the IM client I would need now hasn't been invented. And I shan't see my friend again in this life. No hugs, kisses, flirts, or cuddles, save in memory and dreams. (Takes a deep, long drink and drains the glass) *CRASH* Amara, may the journey into your next life be joyful. For you, there shall be a returning. Current Mood: indescribable (14 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, June 3rd, 2011
1:55 pm [eleri]	VaxJedi & Eleri's 10th Anniversary Party It's been 10 years since we got all gussied up, stood in front of people, and said we were head over heels for each other. Since then we've been through some of the craziest stuff the universe can throw at a couple, and we're still here- we think that deserves a party! Casual Potluck BBQ on June 25th 2:30-dusk Veterans Memorial Park 23400 58th Avenue West Mountlake Terrace, WA Informal vow renewal at 4pm Bring yourself and noms to share, there'll be a grill going, and drinks to be had. There'll be games to play, and other stuff to do :) (4 Comments |Comment on this)