It’s been a busy year, so I feel I should catch you up on the events of 2005.After lo these many years, I asked Eva to marry me, and she said yes, the poor deluded fool. I’ll never forget the proposal; on the grounds of the Indianapolis Museum of Art, the weekend of the US Grand Prix. I wanted to make a point of asking her that weekend, since Raphael’s “La Fornarina” was on exhibit and she’s such a Ferrari fan.
We were married in August at The Milano Inn, an old Italian restaurant downtown full of old Italians; our first dinner date was there, it held special meaning, and I don’t just mean the Chicken Vicki. The wedding went well, and I only passed out three times: twice from nerves, once from the bar tab. Well, that’s family for you; they’re getting sticks for Christmas.
That’s the biggest news, aside from the fun Colts games. (One must maintain one’s priorities, after all.) And yes, She Who Must Be Obeyed is a Colts fan and insisted we keep those tickets, much to my elation.
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