R.I.P. Vic Mizzy.

Every year, on the occasion of the anniversary of our first date (during which we had dinner at the Denny’s on Blackstone Avenue in Fresno), Mark and I invade some unsuspecting branch of the chain for a tradition we call “Anniversary Denny’s”. There’s usually a photo involved, although there was none that first night in 2001, and I can’t seem to find one from 2003, either. Last year’s was special, if depressing; we were o different coasts, so we sent each other solo shots from our respective Denny’s.

Anyway, here’s the whole set to date:

2009: Greentree Road, Pittsburgh PA.

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Eight years ago today, I met the rest of my life. I’ve had a goofy grin on my face ever since.

Happy anniversary, my love.

Chuckle-worthy, I thought.

And thank you for joining me for this five-minute break from studying for my “stupid GIS class I shouldn’t have taken in the first place but now I’m fucked” midterm.

Utopia
Set Me Free (1980)