A sign (or portent) of things to come? My uncle Rico, brother Kip and I escaped from work early on a Friday and headed south as far as Eugene . Turning east, we made it as far as Oakridge before we found it necessary to stop for beer. The Union Brewery features beer, of course, but also a menu uniquely accented with Spam entrees. Curiously, there is a chart over the men’s urinal that details the thermodynamic conductivity of several types of wire…and Spam (surprisingly, Spam holds up pretty well). Uncle Rico Deb : Okay, turn you head on more of a slant... Deb : Now, make a fist. Slowly ease it up underneath your chin. Deb : This is looking really good. Kip : You can say that again. Deb : Kay, hold still right there. Now, just imagine you're weightless, in the middle of the ocean, surrounded by tiny little seahorses. Deb : [ takes the picture ] That was the one. I think that's gonna come out really nice. ...
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