I had dinner with the fam last night -- my sister, her boyfriend, my mom -- the usual crew. Dave and I talked about sports, and Dawn and Mom talked about curtains. I'm beginning to think I'm being invited along just so Dave has someone to talk to. Or maybe Dave is being invited along so I have someone to talk to?
Dave and I tacitly agreed to just not talk about the Sox and move on to the Patriots. Don't disappoint me, boys. I don't think I could take it.
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