Jude and I are in Vegas, staying at the Wynn, waiting for the rest of the Foodbrothers' crew to arrive tomorrow afternoon. It's a trip we've made each fall for the past 10 or 11 years.
Jude's asleep in the bed in our hotel room and I'm sitting at the desk, on my computer, listening to Wilco's new album with ear buds in, smiling as I look over at her. My lovely, pregnant wife. She's beautiful.
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