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A new study out this weeks says winning the Mega Millions lottery won't make me happier.

Wanna bet?




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Living in a swing state means reaching in your mail box and pulling out stupid political ads for weeks.  It also means non-stop ads on TV, too.  


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This is the Georgia Express Meat market in St. Pete.  We drove by it last week and I kinda liked the logo.  


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Art takes many forms.


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I've been using PayPal for years sending money to friends and family free.  I heard recently effective in November they will be charging a percentage.  For many that charge is no big deal but for me, even if it is small, it is unacceptable.  I will be looking for a free means to do it soon.  I hate it when corporations do stuff like this.  

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Hey Trumpers.  Your guy just said he was going to pass a tax cut bill for the middle class sometime before the election.  Psst.  It's a lie.  Congress is not in session.  Rioting in California over Sanctuary Cities?  Nope.  Middle Easterners in the caravan.  No evidence while Trump embraces a known murderer MbS.  Epidemic of lies in the last week of the election.   

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I still remember the "go-to" places when I trick or treated in Seaton.  Orpha made popcorn balls. Mary handed out a nickel.  Marj, bless her heart gave out the real good stuff - huge candy bars, not the mini-shit they have now. 



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Brendan won $100 in a scratch Lotto ticket down here.  Finally some good luck for the kid.

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“A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he
 sees the dawn before the rest of the world.” - Oscar Wilde



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This little guy was hanging on our screen this week.

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Largo Park hosted a Pie Festival last Saturday.  By the time we got there most of the pies were gone but had a slice of pumpkin.  All it did was remind me of Tanner's Orchard.  Naturally there's nothing like that down here. 

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This will have to do until Spring.  

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Norah had Columbus Day off so I had both girls.  We decided to hit the pool.  This is our transportation:  Modern Flexible Flyer, sunscream (yeah, that's how we pronounce it), umbrella to keep the hot sun from frying small fry, and one old mule hitched to the handle.

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Last week we mentioned a wild chicken wandering around the apartment complex next door.  As of last Friday, it is still clucking.








I'm surprised some enterprising individual hasn't found a pot yet for this broiler.  I have named it Attila.  Attila The Hen.  This lady, I thought, was going to snatch it up and drive away, but instead she chased it to the side of the road and then dumped a bunch of food for it.

PS - I have not seen Attila since that last report.  That makes two days.  It may be time to tip our hats.       



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A final exam had just one question: ‘Write the best possible final exam question for this course, then answer it.’

One student immediately wrote, ‘The best possible final exam question for this course is “Write the best possible final exam question for this course, then answer it.”

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