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I learned today that the only thing more awkward than someone dancing poorly in front of 200 or so people is someone dancing poorly in front of 200 or so people and mistakenly believing they’re good at dancing when in fact they are evidently not.  That, ye seekers of truth and awe, is/was terrible.  Andrew would have covered his ears even though he still would have been able to see the gyrating personification of a train wreck.  Thank you Mr. Lamb for bestowing this disease upon me.

This is a shot of a bunch of boats in Vernazza.  Paul Tanghe would say they are “moored” or some other malarcky, and then he would say something about “starboard” or “schooner” which I’d “listen” to.

Point & Shoot, Vernazza, Italy

I took this shot in Italy when Eva and I went to Europe after we graduated in May ’08.  We went to Germany very briefly, then rented a car and drove to Italy.  The drive was spectacular.  In Italy we spent 3 days in Vernazza, a small coastal town on the Italian riviera.  Vernazza is one of five towns that make up Cinque Terre, a string of five similar coastal towns along Italy’s western coast.  I highly recommend it.  Don’t, however, eat the sardine “delicacy” they push at the restaurants there.  It’s only a delicacy if you think delicacy is synonymous with heinous disgusting putrid foul fish-dish disaster.

Point & Shoot, Vernazza, Italy