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My mom got me a throwing axe for Christmas. This is the
most recent, and most convincing, proof of how our relationship has
improved in the 21 years since I ran away from home/left for
college. It was wrapped, rather than thrown! Just kidding, Mom!
…mostly… Clan McKay had a fun Christmas break. Favorite
Christmas gifts: Octopus–Playmobil Coast Guard boat with two guys
and guns Peanut–”Lanie” American Girl doll Pumpkin Spice–Laptop
computer (with Drew) and digital camera Natural–Laptop computer
and Ripstik (during deer season he got a hunting bow and
muzzleloader which were early Christmas gifts) Hot Wife–gift
certificates for projects Irksome–throwing axe Next year for
Christmas I want a fireplace just like the one at Cracker Barrel.
We ate supper there on the way home from the folks on Sunday, and
just sitting close to that monstrous stone hearth makes me feel
like Jeremiah Johnson. For reasons known only to God, I have a
suddenly renewed interest in Western movies. Natural and I saw
“True Grit” on the 26th, and it was great. Much funnier than I
expected. John Wayne is obviously irreplaceable, but today’s
cinematography is far better than in the day. To satisfy the
curiosity you almost certainly don’t have, my other favorites
include the forenamed Jeremiah Johnson, The Outlaw Josie Wales, The
Magnificent Seven, Shane, Dances with Wolves, and my personal
all-time favorite western, Lonesome Dove. Robert Duvall and Diane
Lane were incredible in that picture. Nothing special to write
about. Sometimes you just have to plow the ground. Quod Scripsi
Scripsi

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