Some comments do not shame me, for I am shameless (shamefully).
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Among the catch phrases retained from my youth was the “set sail for a three hour tour”. Of course the sailing
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The King will remain at Blamoral Castle overnight, and return to London tomorrow.
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First, a little trivia, mixed with a little history. Add salt for taste, if you wish.
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Her question was direct. “Did you move the washing machine”. My answer was a little more nuanced. “No”.
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Right now, we are conducting some culinary archeology. That’s where you deep dive in the freezer (out in the garage), and then plan suppers around the finds. To be fair, nothing in there is really old (I hope). Just in case, I awoke before dawn, and robo-baked some bread, which we also store in the freezer. Not sure how this would play out on a cooking show. My thought is that bread will serve as a meal, should the fish sticks turn out to be, politely, tough. That special sauce in the squeeze bottle doesn’t always cover the er. Therors of the big thaw.
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It has taken me the better part of a lifetime, but I now know what I want to be when I grow up. A polymath.
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The weather can change, overnight. In one day, this hemisphere moved from zero to five names hurricanes. And with that, we moved the abticipation switch from reactive to proactive. Got some recommendations, and went local for a new pump to sit in the wet pit. High water, this close to the ocean.
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The word on the street is that I should not fret the small stuff. I wish!
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Perhaps the script was written with disappearning ink. Perhaps there wasn’t a script, and we just followed the road. Little matter; we did not sleep at home last evening.
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