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Monday, August 18, 2003The Long WeekendThe weekend has ended. I feel like someone has beaten me. As I get older, I just plain ache more. Saturday was "work in the basement" day. We have a ton of debries from various internal modifications of the Cathouse, and need to remove them and gain room to breathe. So, the lovely wife and I put some time in. Then collapsed from exhaustion. Sunday was a twelve hour shift at the ambulance. Word to the wise, if you fall down stairs and get really hurt, don't let your friends throw you into a car, drive you to another town, and dump you in the front yard of another friend's house. You will be in even more pain, and the EMT will tell you that your friends did a bad, bad thing. The PGA is over. Tiger did NOT snap as the lovely wife had predicted. Word all over the course was that he has "wimmin" troubles. Damn the female sex! I do have to ask where the PGA winner got the spelling of his last name. Micheel? Oddly, BASH CANADA DAY broought the most mail I've ever gotten, all from Canadians, all approving. You understand, what I objected to was the immediate blaming of the United States by Cretin and friends. Especially since the lightening story AND the fire in the nuke plant story were both FALSE. You do recall that the Canadian Food Inspection Agency blamed the United States for their one case of "mad cow" disease? BTW, Prime Minister Cretin was safely electrified at his home in Quebec, never lost power. Coincidence? I think not. -- posted by Chuck at Monday, August 18, 2003 | E-mail | Permalink | Main | 0 comments
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