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On Sunday I woke up to home-made buttermilk blueberry waffles with homemade apple syrup and homemade apple juice (are you noticing a theme here). There was also sausage -but we didn’t kill the pigs.<\/p>\n
In the early afternoon I headed over to my old friend Kenny’s house. I hadn’t seen Kenny since just before I moved to California (summer of 2004). My other old friend Jason was already there – I hadn’t seen him probably since high school. Both of them still looked almost the same as I remembered, but both had wives, Jason had two kids running around and Kenny had one on the way. Mike, a guy that had floated around in similar circles of friends (and bands) in high school came over as well, and we went down into the basement for a jam session. Jason, Kenny and Mike have been jamming for quite a while down there.<\/p>\n
Someday I’ll try to put up the video I took of a few of the songs on youtube. stay tuned.<\/p>\n
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Towards the end of the jam Cliff showed up and followed me to my parents’ house for dinner.<\/p>\n
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Dad made his specialty – Beef Roast.<\/p>\n