Lane happened to marry Sarah, so he gets to put up with me. I remember the first night we met him. He had just come in from the field or from messing with cows or something. Anyway, he was looking pretty farm-like. He wouldn't stop staring at Sarah apparently. (creepy) He introduced himself and the rest is history. He cleaned up nice for their first date.
So here's to you Lane, an outstanding photographer and an ever-improving Bond player. (N64)
I'm going to encourage all to check out Lanes website. It kicks the crap out of my little generic blog. It also just celebrated its five year anniversary. Woo-hoo!
lanehickenbottom.com
1 comment:
Thanks for the love, 'Net!
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