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There have been some technical glitches lately to Existing in BFE.  Last Friday's Flashback was one such example.  The text is somehow not visible.  Frankly, I don't have a clue as to why or what is going on.  I need to double check my posts to spot them when it happens.  I fixed it if you want to scroll back and read the first paragraph.  Beyond that, the Internet is a lot like Chinatown.  







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Just too tired to go on. 


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Ulysses Grant had a horse named Jeff Davis.


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Old Hollywood didn't keep outtakes or bloopers.  They were considered wasted film and incinerated them.  That's why when you do come across them they are rather special.


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Less than a month till a visit to Northlandia.  Down here the temps were in upper 30's and I nestled into my electric blanket for the week that is our winter.  This week the 70's return and with it, the usual Kitschland monotony. 

By the way, the Plan, you know the escape plan, was put into motion last Friday.  No details yet, but like our president always says, "We'll see what happens."

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Fake, probably.  But a fun fake.

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While at the gym last weekend, the one with 28 TV screens and nothing to watch, I noticed Hannity was doing a segment where he is listing the worst purveyors of "Fake News".  That's a little like putting John Wilkes Booth in charge of security at Ford's theater.   

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Me trying to peel shell from a hard boiled egg. For Christ's sake!!

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Worst inventions ever: laugh track, gunpowder, bell bottoms, high heeled shoes, toys that rely on bodily functions,  cling wrap, LOL, the Yankees, modern packaging, dog fighting. 

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Adventures In Babysitting




I just wrapped up two weeks of sitting both kids.  One went back to school yesterday so I'm back down to one.  Oddly, I think it is easier with 2.  The above may be the reason.




And never one to pass by the opportunity to flog a dying horse, here is a picture I took asking them to smile while they were watching some computer-generated, brain-rotting, inane, parental-safe-from-litigation garbage that neither offends nor entertains, cartoon.  The worst is the simply amazingly banal Paw Patrol.  Followed by Rusty Rivets, then Bubble Guppies.  Future shrinks, now watching the same swill, will make fortunes from this generation weighted, mentally, from this vanilla trash. 



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This is the time of year I start daydreaming about summer cycle rides.  Will it be day trips?  Will it be cross country?  I want lots this year, sore ass be damned.


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 "I'm a very stable genius."  That may be the unintentionally funniest thing ever uttered by a President of the United States.  And the scariest.



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  If you tried making a Funeral Salad for your holiday baking, and it looked like this, you did well.   

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  1. After boiling the egg, plunge it immediately into cold water. Break the shells in several places and let it sit. Water will get between shell and egg and will peel off like a dream

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