James Tucker Robbins (a.k.a. "Tucker"): While I am proud to be the latest in a long line of "James" in our family, for the sake of originality I am going to go by "Tucker" for now. Tucker the boy, not the car, the guy with the bow tie on Fox or the player of the year candidate from Wisconsin. With Parents from Baltimore, I'm just happy I didn't wind up with something too cutsie (Skip, Scooter, etc.) and/or androgynous (Carey, Casey, etc.).
Take a moment to study this composition. How long did you have to stare before you noticed the chocolate lab and the loaf of bread in the foreground. What's that you say, you didn't notice them at all? Perhaps you were lost in my eyes.
posted by Kevin @ 8:42 PM
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I was battling some pretty nasty virus Christmas morning, but I managed a smile when I opened the "shakey eggs" Aunt Maggie got me. Given that it was Annapolis, I made sure to put the red egg in my left hand and the green egg in my right. Watch out SSA - Jack and I are going to be two-handing boats out of EYC any day now.
posted by Kevin @ 2:49 PM
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Mom bought Dad and I matching outfits to wear on Christmas morning. No offense to the big fella, but you have to admit that I look way cuter in my River Driver than he does. And I don't mean to harp, but which camera is he looking at?
posted by Kevin @ 10:52 AM
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