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After party…
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Just got back from the dinner party over at Tina and Rick’s place… Jack is a damn good cook. The prime rib was perfect. Jack is now officially the only…
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Unicorns like trucks…
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The “Wag” lives again! After sitting for three months, the throaty growl of the ’74 409 cubic inch monster was heard rumbling though the neighborhood again… Much to the chagrin…
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But I dun wanna forget my auld acquaintances…
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About fifteen minutes to go till the end and I’m fading fast… Bleh. I just can’t punch the old vampire time clock like I used to. I did get some…
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It’s the end of the year as we know it and I feel fine.
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It’s been a fairly productive night so far. I went and removed the foot or so of snow off the hood of the wagoneer, broke all the ice free from…
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End of year musings…
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The best parts of the holidays are the days off… We closed up the shop early today and won’t be open tomorrow. This lets me spend the evening in front…
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quicky
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“I must not have fun. Fun is the time-killer. Fun is for inferiors, servants and the help. I will ignore fun. I will work through it. And when the fun…