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.).
Aunt Hill came into town for her birthday. I honored the occasion by mugging Mommy's faux-jito, eating all of the crab dip and passing out at the table. I still maintain the Old Ebbitt slipped me a mickey - there is no way that thing was alcohol free.
posted by Kevin @ 6:53 PM
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