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Another successful Thanksgiving. Guess what? We didn’t eat my Pecan Pies!We just realized it. We thought we did, but we didn’t. See, it turns out that someone else also brought two Pecan Pies, and we all ate those thinking they were the ones I made.Including me. Tonight, after most everyone had left, we found my…
Read More—Thanksgiving Eve 2022— For this Thanksgiving, 2022, I’ve Baked two Pecan Pies.I’m usually the “Ice and Cups” bringer. Not this year, though. Every man should know how to make at least one pie, and the one I learned to make is Pecan. I’ve got the recipe perfected, too. —Listen at me bragging…— But, if you…
Read More—Hobby Lobby— Ah, the place for “The Hobbyist.” I park and get out. While walking to the store, I pass an older gentleman.He looks to be in his ’70s. 6 foot, a little overweight, with gray hair, and white-bearded.He holds a piece of wood in his hands. Nice-looking wood as far as wood goes.“A Blank…
Read MoreI woke up this morning at 5 am and decided to go for a drive.I let Tommy the Dawg sleep in. Outside, it was in the twenties. Cold. Very cold.I crank my vehicle up. I notice I need gas, so I head to the bottom of the hill to fill up the tank. At the…
Read MoreI took Tommy, my Dawg, to the local DG to shop.I like to sing a song from my childhood to Tommy. It’s from a television commercial from the late ’80s. Tommy was strapped into the passenger seat, his window down.I had been inside shopping already and was now back at the truck, standing in front…
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