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From Autoblog, their first look at the 2008 Chevrolet Corvette. I highly recommend watching the video, if for nothing else than the sound of the engine. Mmmmmm.

But it isn’t mine. I was a groomsman in Jeff and Becky’s wedding this past weekend, and they asked for someone to store their wedding cake while they finished their wedding time off (honeymoon isn’t until January). I’ve also got flowers and a few other things, so party at my place?

It was a lovely ceremony, though it started a bit late due to forgotten flowers. It was an outdoor wedding, and the weather was perfectly cooperative. The reception was nice and the food was pretty tasty. Not much dancing, which is kind of to be expected. And the bride had to retire early when it was discovered she was laying on the floor and wasn’t inclined to stand up. There were some ups and downs in other areas, and I wish I’d been less me during it all, but there’s only so much I can do.

Also, yesterday was my birthday, for which I am taking today off of work. The morning will be spent largely apartment bound, as I’m getting some work done on my car. The afternoon, running errands. And sometime this week, meat!

In the latest meme, here’s what I found:

1. Conservator
2. Agronomist
3. Pharmacologist
4. Computer Support Person
5. Heavy Equipment Operator
6. Tree Harvester
7. Road Construction and Maintenance Worker
8. Arborist
9. Computer Engineer
10. Lineworker

Interesting choices. I guess that’s what I get for liking both the outdoors and big machines.

So I’m finally getting around to posting the picture mentioned here. Here’s the picture with just us (click on it for the full size view):

And here’s the full page for the curious: The Whole Article.

The past several years, for whatever reason, I haven’t been able to recollect my dreams. I’m pretty sure I have them, but waking up in the morning the only thing I remember is going to sleep the night before. So remembering two dreams in as many weeks is a little unusual. Granted, the first of those I’ve since forgotten the dream itself, but remember remembering it. This morning’s dream, however, is still fresh as a newly picked flower. It was pretty short, dream-time-wise only a minute or two, but it packed an amazing amount of hope and promise for the future. And then I woke up.

There’s probably some deep meaning there.