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Tuesday Tidbits



1.  Gas


Gas dropped to $1.89 down here this past eek but hasn't dropped since.  Is this the bottom?  


2.  Trees


When does the beauty of the tree cease?  When does its aesthetic value end?  Not too many people would say the tree above (spotted on a walk) would be very inspiring to a poet. 


3.  Where's Norah?



4.  Super Bowl Sunday

I have an annual wager for the game with Neighbor Tim and this year he picked New England so I have Seattle.  I've won the last couple of years so I'm thinking the odds have to be with him this year, right?

ADDENDUM:  So, I was right, Tim wins.  Great game and the clan was here.   Except for the downer insurance commercial with the dead kid it was a fun night.  Oh and it was also Kenzie's birthday as a bonus.  

5.  Braaaaaack..Bock Bock

As I am adding a couple of notes on this Sunday morning at 6:00 a.m., I kid you not, I hear a rooster somewhere in the distance. 

6.  Cue Twilight Zone Music

Two nights ago I saw a UFO.  No not an alien craft.  And I wasn't abducted.  I was walking on the sidewalk at Bedlam and just happened to glance up.  I noticed something floating (no sound) and rotating about 200-300 feet above.  No lights, and I first thought that maybe it was a plastic grocery bag but the rotation was even and steady.   And best thing was, there was another person around who also confirmed the sighting and also didn't have a clue. The ever popular weather balloon?  So close to the airport?  And why a weather balloon down here - there is no weather?

7.  Bedlam Excitement   



Don't know what was going on the other night but I thought it was a party.   That is until the yelling became urgent.  Never did know what was going on.  Ah, the fun of living in Bedlam.

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