Sunday, February 11, 2007

Watch your grammar, kids.

Ross and I walked the entire perimeter of Forest Park


Mary Jo hosted a party for Deborah Eisenberg, our visiting professor.

The elevator's great fun in MJ's building, but it got stuck at the end of the evening, which meant I got to lug the recycling, and leftover cases of wine down five flights of stairs, and then go back up.

Our gracious hostess, Mary Jo

And my evil boss, David, looking bony.

Anton fought over a plate with Deborah.



Elizabeth wore her new starry night Swedish girl dress.



So many writers in one room: Tim and Kathryn



Bethany gestured a little too wildly.


Sara and TS foretold Elizabeth's destiny.




E looks a little nervous, but the outlook was good for her--in love and work.








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