This is Ian, reporting here in beautifull and rainy Maine. We woke up on friday at arround 11:00, ok maybe I was pushing 11:40, But you didn't hear that. So we "climbed" into the jeep and started for the beach, and after an afternoon of exploration, we found a cool resturaunt with a live regae singer. When the Romanian waitress came over to take the orders Mom took a chance and ordered naked lobster. That means lobster with no potatoes or vegetables. Like they say, when in Rome... Dinner was served and that is when we met Frankie, the lobster. Poor Frankie, he never had a chance. Mom said that she was afraid of her food. I just asked her to turn it around because 
Frankie was staring at me. There was mom, a lobster and a family with no clue. Thats when the man with no heart came and ripped him apart. We gave him a proper burial in the salad bowl and covered him with a napkin sheet. Mom seemed to enjoy Frankie alot more than we did. When it was all over, we paid the bill, waved goodbye, and went for ice cream in honor of Frankie.
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nice post Ian!
Posted by: Heidi Thompson | July 25, 2006 at 07:59 AM
Nice ian...who corrected your spelling and where's my spoon for that ice cream?
Posted by: liz and andres | July 25, 2006 at 10:01 AM
Lucky... i want an ice cream sunday that looks like that... yumm! i miss you baby bro, i hope your hanging in there! i will see you soon!
Posted by: Melissa | July 26, 2006 at 09:10 PM
Melissa, are you getting into Dad's Captain? You actually miss Ian?
Posted by: Heidi Thompson | July 26, 2006 at 10:50 PM
shhh... i dont want dad to find out! ;)
Posted by: Melissa | July 30, 2006 at 11:32 PM