Because of dph's birthday party we missed the last night at the Rock. It was probably a good thing, parting is rarely a sweet sorrow no matter what short, bald Elizabethan playwrights might tell you. Here is a photograph of my last night. For the sake of future chroniclers of the Rock Era, that's Graham, Jennifer, Owen and Sail. 
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Leaving The Rock
Because of dph's birthday party we missed the last night at the Rock. It was probably a good thing, parting is rarely a sweet sorrow no matter what short, bald Elizabethan playwrights might tell you. Here is a photograph of my last night. For the sake of future chroniclers of the Rock Era, that's Graham, Jennifer, Owen and Sail. 
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