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Patti, my new friend from Creve Couer, turn your head and do not read this article I found in the St. Pete Times a couple weeks ago.  Gary, go ahead, you'll get a kick out of it.  Apparently some place in Indiana is naming a new city government building and Harry has received the most votes since he was the city's longest tenured mayor.  But officials won't name it after the former mayor because of his name.  I think that is outrageous to ostracize someone because of his name.  Are we so prudish and insecure to rob us of something to snicker at for decades?

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Neighbor Tim was able to answer my question regarding the gar-like fish swimming in the Bay that I posed on the blog of February 18.  According to information he was able to find regarding Florida wildlife that sucker was an Atlantic Needlefish.  "While it is called the Atlantic Needlefish, this fish is found in brackish and salt waters all around Florida. These fish hang out near the surface and feed on smaller fish and minnows with its sharp teeth."  Yup, he nailed it. Thanks.

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My son's girlfriend purchased this hedgehog last month.  It's name is Stevie.  It's a girl.  As to why they would want this in their house, the Catholic church describes those things which are and must remain a mystery,  mysterierum tremendum.  



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                                                           Do it, Dexter.


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In my recent blog entitled When I Was A Kid" I forgot to put this on.  Although not a kid specifically, our fraternity played this for two years whenever any four of us had an hour to kill.  If we had five hours to kill we'd play it over and over.  It was a cerebral game full of twists and turns and strategic moves.  It was all about accumulating the necessary electoral votes to win the presidency.  One of the few board games that ever interested me longer than 15 minutes.


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You can't see it but this truck's license plate: E=MC II


This might be right where we Met's fans want to be after the next few years.  The Madoff Debts, er New York Mets are looking like a wrecked and financially ruined team for the forseeable future.  

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