Sorry for the randomness of this section. When you’re creative, you tend to do lots of random things.
∞Sorry for the randomness of this section. When you’re creative, you tend to do lots of random things.
∞My son Alex is about to conquer the world at UConn using only his brains. And a trombone.
∞Perhaps this is backwards, and musically cliche, but my son, Alex Tedeschi, is my hero. My hero moved out this week, and moved in as a Freshman in the UConn Honors Program. Alex, you so completely earned this — the scholarship, everything. Maybe one day you’ll explain to me what this Microcellular Biology thingie is all about. At least I understand “Marching Band,” which is why you moved out a week sooner than Mom, Hallie and I would have liked. Sorry for following you around with my video camera, but I never want to forget a single thing about you. Love, Dad.
I fear only that mankind has reached the limits of shaving technology.
You don’t need to agree with me in order to appreciate the genius of my argument.
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