Daily Archives: December 14, 2005

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Five Weird Things

I’ve been tagged by Redneck. Five Weird Things About Me 1. I love to drink Gatorade, at room temperature, in the middle of the night. 2. From the second I see Santa Claus during the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade, and until Epiphany, I’m on a first name basis with all the elves that inhabit my house. [...]
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One Long Night

Several years ago, Scottie and I took a 1st class 7:00 am. Saturday morning flight to Orlando to go see the greatest rock and roll band in the world in Tampa that night. We had 8th row center seats, a designated driver, and the drive to Tampa later that day was just long enough [...]
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Is This Place Still Here?

Hell, I need to turn the heat back on.
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