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Quesadilla Jalisco at Jalisco's in G-Burg.  This is the ONLY Mexican food I like, and I not only like it, I LOVE it.  I recommend this next time you are there.   



I already waxed romantic about Whitey's at South Park Mall.  It is decadent, diet-busting, and thick as fresh concrete.  But it is what you should have before you die, that way you know you have savored the best of this life.


Jerry's Pizza is the absolutely best pizza pie I have ever had, and I have been on a lifelong quest for the perfect pizza.  Until I find it, this will do just fine.  OK, Davis Bros is 2nd.


Nancy's sibs:  Patti, Nancy, Darryl, and Carolyn.


This is a truck that was parked outside the Best Western and provoked several stares from us.  According to Rick McCutcheon who works at Alexis Fire, he helped build this baby and it is a staple at various major events and Super Bowls.  It is a Satcom Rescue, which means it can pull signals from space.  It is privately owned and he travels wherever requested.  Apparently our wedding and reception was a big enough deal to bring him to town.  Either that or they wanted to be able to verify my presence on the dance floor.





One of the highlights of the trip back was seeing my sister-in-law, Patti, who has lived in Indianapolis for over a decade.  She and her daughter, Amy, were, as usual and expected, lots of fun to be around.  Always have been.  But don't mess with them.  This is something they have tucked in their purses and if you want to feel warm piss run down your leg, just look threatening around them and you'll get your wish.  This cheap but effective devise is a personal taser, and as you can see packs a wallop.  For $15.00-17.00 you can arm yourself and never feel scared again.  AND, it makes a lot more sense than that stupid concealed gun law, nobody dies.  

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