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In Which I Am Fully Aware of My Limitations
A Cooking Slump on the horizon. I planned to make some risotto with some of the remaining Rice Pudding rice. Here is where it went off the rails: I saw Caroline leaving TeddyJ with some fried chicken. Therefore, I must have fried chicken, and I rationalized it by saying (stifle your laughter), “I can take…
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Science Fiction
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Hazard to Ya Booty / Maury
After this I’ll shut up about the BNL concert. (Most fun I’ve had in weeks. Sigh.) There were two opening acts. I only caught a little of the first: a comedian. Perhaps. He was not making the crowd laugh. Picture a comic who gets uncomfortable laughs in a tiny club speaking in generalities about all…
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UPDATED: Banter (Just BEARS. With documentation. SHEESH.)
Other bands come to Saint Louis. Here is their banter: “Hello, Saint Louis!” “Go Cards” “I love Budweiser. Really. It’s my favorite beer.” “I remember playing the Kiel Opera House in this town.” (They are not playing the Opera House.) “I went for a walk before the show and saw Blueberry Hill.” (They are playing…
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Rachel and Ed
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Rachel from the cruise just met Ed
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Excited!
EEee! I’m going to a Barenaked Ladies CONCERT! Oh, I know. I’ve been before. But still, it’s exciting. By their presence in Saint Louis I’m guessing they aren’t attending ex-singer Steven Page’s wedding, purported to be today. Perhaps they are. Hard to say. Similarly, maybe Amy WInehouse slipped in the shower. Additionally, maybe we will…
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Don’t you wonder how this person feels about toilet brushes?
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If They Do It Again I Will Secede
I have been following the political puppet show closely, because my brother is truly concerned the government will shut down, he won’t get his disability check, his healthcare will be cut off, he will be homeless and take to the drink again. The sorry thing is that we both remember when this happened before in…
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Heatbound!
Every year, around late November, Mom would go to the Sams and stock up on fluids, soups, bagels, and such. We’d come home, freeze and store all the comestibles, and she’d declare herself “at home for the duration.” Socked in for winter. And, truly, she did not set foot outside of the house until April.…
