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We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory will swell when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.

   -Abraham Lincoln






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All I can say about this week - crap.

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There is a commercial from Liberty Mutual Insurance where a stupid guy stupidly tosses his billfold into the waters in front of the Statue of Liberty.  Is that supposed to be funny?  Are we supposed to roll off our couches at the wit, the sharp edged humor?  Just think.  Someone pitched that idea, sold it to a team of execs and then it was approved for a national campaign.  The dumbing down of almost everything in this country has no bottom.


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Took this picture at a local nursery last week.  Kids, please go to school as long as possible.

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In January 2004 Greg Clark was making a supply run from his home on Kosciusko Island in southeastern Alaska when he radioed that his boat had lost power. With him was his constant companion, Brick, an 8-year-old Labrador retriever. After a three-day search, the Coast Guard found part of the boat’s stern on rocks on the west side of the island, which lies within the 17-million-acre Tongass National Forest.

More than a month afterward, two local fishermen were motoring past Heceta Island, several miles from the accident, when they saw a black animal on the beach. They recognized Brick, who swam to the boat and was hauled aboard. He was underweight, his leg was injured, and his fur was matted with tree sap, but he was “wiggling with joy,” according to CBS News. How the dog had stayed alive for four weeks in the harsh Alaskan winter is unknown.
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Did you know that wherever you are in Kitschland, you are never more than 60 miles away from the ocean?
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It is said that you are never truly dead until the last person who remembers you goes.  That, I suppose, and maybe when the earth swallows your marker.  This is my maternal grandparents final resting place in Monmouth Memorial park.  I see a project for next summer on one of my trips up North.  



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I posted this gif about 8 years ago and saw it again.  Its a good one.

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Saw this last week.  Please get your dogs to vote today.  Whizzbang, aka Dumbstruck the Wonder Pup, is too young to vote so she'll be sitting this one out.  But if she could...

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Speaking of Whizzbang.  The above pic is her sleeping.  Tell me she isn't smiling.



Here she is sleeping on my lap with her nose crunched into the armrest.   How could that be comfy?

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 Fellow blogger, and one of my first reads of the day is Bodine-DILLIGAF.  Back from a long hiatus, this guy is far more inciteful and when need be, funnier than me.  I recommend you put this site on your "to-do" list.


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 Six degrees of separation.  The new Met's General Manager is Brodie Van Wegenen.  His father-in-law was Neil Armstrong, the first man on the moon.  Neil Armstrong was a Phi Delta Theta fraternity member in college.  I am a Phi Delta Theta fraternity member.  OK, I tried.  

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While at Sam's this weekend, I noticed this.  Atlantic Salmon Fillet.  Only it isn't from the Atlantic, it's from a farm in Chile.  And Chile borders the Pacific.   

 Just saying.

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 Finally, best part of working last week:




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