So much for my dreams.
The Giants won a rather terrific come from behind, underdog game. So much for assuming the Goliaths always win! Jim is welcome to tease me, my father too.
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- Gary Rith is a full-time studio potter and also an instructor of pottery at Cornell University's Pot Shop. Gary started learning pottery in 1983. In 1985 he served as an apprentice to Dean White of Deansboro, NY and earned a bachelor's degree in art from Bennington College in 1987. He has been a full-time sculptor and potter since 1997. Gary started his business in New Hamspshire, where he was selected as a member of the League of New Hampshire Craftsmen in 2004 and in 2005 was named one of New Hampshire's Emerging Ceramics Artists. He moved to the Ithaca, NY area in 2006, near where he grew up, and is happily making pots and sculpture in a purple house on Fall Creek. Gary likes to laugh, and his first goal is to have fun making pots.
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6 comments:
Jimbo said he's not going to flaunt the win, Gary. (right!) Then added: "it is what it is"...(as he throws his head back in laughter!)
I am feeling like a New Yorker all of a sudden.
you mean more like benedict arnold!!!
Aw now! The poor guy can't help it! Giggle, snort, teehee!
Denis, what does eggs with hollandaise sauce have to do with football? try to focs here
I am not a football fan--far from it, but I actually watched some of last night's game. I started paying attention in earnest in the fourth quarter and was amazed at how the score flip-flopped! It really looked like the Pats had it, but life is full of surprises. It was almost enough to convert me...
EH
PS--I live in New York around the corner of a sports bar. You can always tell when a favorite team wins--the cheering carries throughout the neighborhood. When it was clear the Giants would win, you could hear the roaring loud and boisterous. The noise went for almost an hour, and even close to midnight you could still hear people yelling in the streets. It was quite a night here in NYC.
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