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The Tampa Bay Times’s John Romano offers some updated Christmas carols with a Flori-duh spin.
I once had a training class with out-of-town trainees staying in a nearby hotel; one of them told me this story at lunch.
It had snowed heavily over night, though nothing like what we got last week, maybe five or six inches, so the highway department had been able to keep the roads passable. This trainee was deputized to drive the carpool of the rest of the visitors from the hotel to the training site, since, being from Chicago, he “would know how to drive in the snow.”
He’s driving carefully along when one of his passengers asks, “Why are you going so slow?”
He replied, trying not to let his exasperation show, “Because that’s how you drive in the snow.”
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It’s a honey of a tale. A nugget:
Lloyd Cunniff of Choteau reported 488 hives stolen in January, after he had transported them to California for the almond pollination season.
The hold music from my hosting provider, which I seldom had to listen to for more than three or four minutes, included “Down by the Riverside.”
When I heard it, all I could think of was
When you go to the delicatessen store,
don’t buy the liverwurst!
Speaking of liverwurst, one of my favorite sandwiches is liverwurst with onions and mustard on a kaiser roll. I used to get them at my local Wawa in Delaware.
You can’t get one at Wawa in these parts. As a native Virginian, I am disappointed that Virginians don’t seem to understand sandwiches.
Nevertheless, I do know where to get a proper cheesesteak.
Spain’s comedian, yclept** “Giggles,” on Brexit:
Via The Local.
*Remember that come November, dammit.
**Hehe. I used “yclept” in a blog post.
Out Roanoke way, a long-time Republican is fed up after trying to vote in a “firehouse primary” (whatever that is–sounds sort of like a caucus).
I’ll quote a bit of his article, but, really, you should read it.
One asked if I was in support of the “principles of the Republican Party” and the second required that I affirm that I would support/vote for whomever the Republicans had nominated to run in the November election.
Believing for a split second that Vladimir Putin would suddenly appear and congratulate me for showing up to ensure that he would receive the usual 96.7 percent of the vote, I was incredulous.
When I responded that I had no idea what the “principles of the Republican Party” were . . . (read the rest–ed).
I swear I saw Jeff pedaling frantically along this morning.