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This little girl is thinking thoughts that just may land her in trouble.  Ornery, you can see it in the eyes.  Oh, Norah, better be careful!

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Found a few of these gross looking guys crawling the walls here at Bedlam.  Thought first that I might be under the influence of the "DT's" but then discovered they are really Casemaking Clothes moth larvae.   They are little caterpillars that feed on cotton nd wool.  Weird, huh?

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Had my first post-op check up.  Doc said all is good and that I can now resume walking and light activities.  He flushed me out a little and this morning as I type this, I am very happy I had the procedure done.  Of course I haven't got the bill yet, either.  Go back in another 2 weeks.  


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Like a young Egyptian princess, Norah models some hats.

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The Newsroom (Season 3, episode 5) spoiler: Learning that Will never had a cellmate, and that Charley died, all while Sissell sings Oh Shenandoah, was the best one, two, three punches I've seen in a long time.  And then I find out HBO has cancelled it. Another quality show bites the dust. 

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This doesn't want to come out.

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McFarland USA, a movie with Kevin Costner is very good.  Speaking of movies, why is it they are so filled with vomit scenes?  Seems like everyone I see has a vomit scene.  Kind of tiresome.  

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