Zach has a new friend watching him at work.
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On Saturday (the official but ersatz Saint Patrick’s Day) I helped Chandler print wedding invitations. It was quite a good time.
Here I am, making the donuts.
You can’t see it here, but Chandler has a fantastic beard and moustache. She’s growing it in for the big wedding.
Here I am about to make the first cut.
This is what happens when you run a pair of jelly shoes through a printing press.
The wedding invitations are printed in human blood on human skin. They are the necronomvitations.
Here are the invitations before we put brown on them. I don’t have a picture of the final product because they are a surprise — or I forgot. I’m fairly sure it’s the former.
On Sunday the Keathlys brought me back from the dead (remember the Saint Patrick’s Day business? I do, and so does my liver) to go out for breakfast.
Stan and I
Lisa and Noah
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