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September 21, 2004
The Visitor(s)
Blessed by two fun-loving friends, a video camera and a 65 Bonneville convertible, Caroline and I just spent one of our favorite weekends of the year near La Crosse, Wisconsin.
The weekend began with the four of us (Anthony, Caroline, Jock, and Stacia) hopping into Jock’s babe-magnet of a car and starting down old Highway 61 towards Winona, Minnesota. The weekend conversation ranged from online-dating to ludicrous “What-if” scenarios such as, “If your husband’s body rejected his skull and had to be replaced by a wooden head, would you still love him? If so, what type of wood would you prefer?” If any lull in conversation raised it’s head, it was a welcome and much needed pause to process the flood of opinions and humor we had drowned ourselves in.
The video camera didn’t fail to be used for inspirational footage such as the “Wooclar” horror film that was sporadically being pieced together, separated by Seinfeld-like shots of foursome gab over grease-embedded donuts from Mr. D’s.
All the while, we were lodged in a 2,500 square foot log home with a fantastic wood-burning fireplace for late-night fireside chats and a wrap-around porch for enjoying our morning coffee while staring off into the 80 acres of forest that surrounded us.
I believe we’d all agree it was a well-enjoyed refuge from city life, with root-beer floats and Bush-hating bar owners only a stone throw away.
Posted by anthonyb at September 21, 2004 08:00 AM
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