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Birthday beers at Cheers On Main in Emerald City.  See the cute little bottle candle holders they gave the Wombie and I?


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Thanksgiving back in the Good Old Days.  Not so good for the ladies who had to cook all day and clean all night.



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Speaking of Cheers on Main.  The Wombie and I spent an afternoon there one day while I was back.  It was an introverts paradise.


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Remember hearing of the defectors from bad countries like Russia, China and North Korea? We always kind of inwardly applauded, "Way to go, and welcome to the good guys."  Nowadays I can't think of a single person who has gone from the Democrats over to the Republican side, but we have a boat load of people who have defected from the Repubs.




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Stopped at an Amish store near where we live.  This guy who was manning the cash register must have been from one of the Amish sects from Tijuana. 


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There are only two Met's fans who like Fred and Jeff Wilpon as owners.  And that would be Fred and Jeff Wilpon.  They are totally universally despised by your rank-and-file fan.  For 30 years they have treated the big market team as small market, been involved in a Ponzi scheme that depleted their reserves and lied, obfuscated and prevaricated throughout that entire time.

Thankfully, they are in the process of selling to a hedge fund owner with very deep pockets.  And since this is the Wilpon family, the whole process will take 5 years and Fred and Jeff get to play owners for 5 more years.  

Keep beating, heart.  Help is on the way.

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   In what may be the cheesiest, most worthless ten dollar trinket is this Santa Cam.  You turn it on, and a red light comes on and put it in your kid's room to make them behave.  Jesus.  Kids, come on!  It really isn't watching you, there is no tape, no loop and no possibility that Santa will be able to see what you are doing.  Just throw a pair of undies on this supposed spy cam and old Santa will be none the wiser.


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 And finally,  for the Wombie

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