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September 09, 2004

So I went to the Lake for the Holiday...

Me, the husband, and two other couples.

Oh, how we partied. ...back in the early nineties, anyway.

Recently? Not so much. Oh, there was beer to be consumed, and stories to be retold, but we've just become more laid back in our old age. And, ya know, that isn't necessarily a bad thing.

However, after a few hours of slow drinking and slower conversation, we felt the cursed threat of understimulation looming over the bunch.

Refusing to accept such a demise, we decided to mix things up a bit by swapping partners. Three way swap...short end of the stick gets to pick last.

Really? No, but I've felt a sleepiness fall over my blog, and I felt the urge to see if my readers were paying attention.

The only swinging I did was on the porch swing with my big-bellied-babe-in-utero girlfriend. And the only pimping I did was with poker chips.

Yeah, I cleaned up the table with a few big talkin' would-be poka playas.

All in all a very nice, very relaxing weekend. The wind over the lake was incredibly nice, and Frances was kind enough to hold the rain until Monday night.

A thought...maybe those poker chips would come in handy in Helen...

posted by Key on 12:30 AM | Comments (4)

LOL! I wish you could have seen how big my eyes were getting!!! But I kinda figured if wife swapping really were involved the post would be a lot longer... :D

Posted by: pam at September 9, 2004 03:14 AM

For a minute, I thought either you were channelling Rob or he had posted under your name again...

Posted by: Jack at September 9, 2004 06:21 AM

Forget the chips. I wanna play STRIP POKER with you.

Whadda I get if I win?

Posted by: Acidman at September 9, 2004 08:24 PM

Y'ain't gonna win.

And it's chips. You can't effectively bet without a wager. Hey, this is business...

(I'd much rather take someone's money than see them naked.)

Posted by: Key at September 9, 2004 09:00 PM
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