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Dad’s Second Annual 60th Birthday Extravaganza: A Camera Phone Diary

A lot went on at Denny Carroll’s Second Annual 60th Birthday Party last week in North Carolina, and a lot of it I can’t discuss. I’d say “what happens in North Carolina stays in North Carolina,” but it’s more like “I can’t remember what happened in North Carolina.” So I guess I have to let the pictures speak for themselves.

P.S. – The one thing I do remember is my kick-ass birdie putt on the 18th hole of the Denny Carroll Second Annual 60th Birthday Golf Outing. Apparently I won a trip to the Bahamas. Second place was a sleeve of used golf balls, so I’m not planning my trip just yet.

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Thank God for Friends In Long Distance Relationships

Good idea.

So there’s good ideas and there’s bad ideas.

Good idea: meeting up with childhood friends you haven’t seen since Christmas. Bad idea: several pomegranate margaritas on an empty stomach.

The good idea brought me to drinks with one of my oldest friends, Theresa, and a good three hours of serious gossip. The bad idea left me eating three bowls of ravioli at 9pm, texting/bbm-ing everyone in my phonebook and passing out watching the Rachel Zoe Project (coincidentally, RZP had its best episode of all time last night, I. Die.).

Even with a pounding headache, I can see the silver lining this morning. Good times with great friends are priceless. Gallons of water and carbs can cure anything. And I didn’t wake up covered in Cheet (that’s what we call Cheeto dust – don’t steal it, it’s trademarked).

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Billboard Owners Replace Jennifer Aniston with Evil Egg McMuffin

Talk about your mixed signals.

So I was finally getting used to seeing this on the walk from my office to the gym everyday – and actually found it to be pretty motivating – only to pass by the billboard today and see the lovely McDonald’s ad to your right staring back at me.

What the eff, McDonald’s? If you keep hitting me with this (not so) subliminal advertising, I’m going to start to think that Egg McMuffins are good for me. Next thing you know I’ll be 300 lbs. and yelling for someone to order me a McRib. This is a travesty!

Side Story: my soon-to-be-8-year-old cousin/godson (who I’m assuming reads this blog?) made his mom buy me a bottle of Smartwater to further my quest in getting Jennifer Aniston’s body. This led me to two conclusions: 1) Children read my blog and I should maybe try to make it a little more thought-provoking and educational (yeah, good luck with that). 2) I have not yet reached Aniston-status in the mind of said 8-year old. Gotta get to the gym!

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