I'm off to Springfield for the weekend to help Kelly move. YAY SNOW. Back late Monday night.


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Aaron Shurtleff | February 1, 2008
Well, have fun...as much fun as you can... I must be losing it because I almost miss snow.

If you're in need of extra hands for unloading a U-Haul when you get back to Florida, let me know. Depending on the work schedule, I might be able to give you a hand.

Jackie Mason | February 2, 2008
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The creator of Funeratic, Scott Hardie, blogs about running this site, losing weight, and other passions including his wife Kelly, his friends, movies, gaming, and Florida. Read more »

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