Sunday, August 11, 2002

Homeful Homeless - Part 1 - The Tenting

The weekend in exile during old house tenting has been ended. I've been sent in, a canary in a coalmine, to open the place up and remove "the disease" (as Miles mind grasped it)...

"Did they put the tent on the house before or after they put the disease in?"

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The soon-to-be-distant wave-like (right) sounds of I-8 pour in through the open windows. I'm still alive, so I guess the place is safe. Look for blogging variations in the next few days as symptoms of long-term effects. Or that could just be the overly-consumed, always killer, anniversary celebrating beers at The Great San Marcos Beer Festival (coined so by myself and head brewer Lee Chase during the closing moments of the Stone Brewing 6th Anniversary Open House (and Invitational Beer Festival, which I put parenthetically apart on purpose as my vote for the "do we do this same thing next year" ballot).

Enough. More un-packing-and-packing.
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