An Incomplete Chronicle of the Blue Ridge Relay (hpn 2025 ed.)
Here are the away signs that my co-workers made for their office doors.
This is Brian, our driver:
This is Patrick, aka Runner 2:
On Wednesday, DAM came over to crash at our place because the Philly caravan had to leave at 5:30 am in order to get to the party house by a reasonable hour, or so we thought. In fact it turned out that we overestimated how long it was going to take and could have left two hours later and been absolutely fine, which might have been the better move, [i]but[/i] then we would also have had to stress a lot more about hitting a tighter deadline. So maybe it was for the best that we woke up ass early and left in the dark. I still don't know.
Anyway here's the bed that Pickles made for DAM on the living room floor, feat. her doll Sophie as a hospitality token (she then apparently immediately told DAM that she wasn't allowed to use any of the other toys, only Sophie):
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