Category: T-Dawg
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Risk
We finally got around to playing that game of Risk last night. B fixed some doner kebaps for dinner using the leftover lamb from the night before. A doner is a Turkish gyro, roast lamb sliced thin and piled in the pocket of a pita-like bread with lots of veggies and yogurt sauce. We discovered Read.
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dinner with Nazis
Happy birthday to Tim! Happy birthday to Tim! Let’s have supper with Nazis! Wait … supper with Nazis? Nazis. Jackboot-wearing Nazis. Skinheaded, swastikas tattooed on their necks, wearing t-shirts made to look like rock concert souvenirs with the dates of “Hitler’s European Tour” on the back. It was the first time we’d been to a Read.
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Happy Holidays
A Merry Christmas and Happy New Year from the Madison O-Folk! Read.
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morning routine
It’s 6:30 in the morning – let the pandemonium begin! Sean didn’t wake up to his alarm, so I knocked on his door until I heard him bustle around and grumble something that sounded like “drat!” He’ll be in a mood all morning; he has to be at school by 7:20, and if he doesn’t Read.
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flying saucer
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guilt trip
Sean’s very sorry, all the time, about everything. Even if he had nothing to do with whatever went wrong, he’s still very sorry about it. There can’t possibly be a more apologetic person on the face of the earth. Barb and I have tried to figure out where all this guilt comes from, but so Read.
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Christmas treats
The Christmas tree’s starting to look pretty brown. We had to buy it several weeks ago because about the only place to get a real Christmas tree around here is from the Boy Scout lot, and they get one shipment of trees at about Thanksgiving. I’m all for being prepared, but that’s a little too Read.
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crazy for snow
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cultured strep
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