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January 16, 2011


Nice to know that somewhere out there the beat goes on:
The Heir had a happening at our house yesterday. He called, or texted, or Facebooked, or Skyped -- or some damn thing -- three of his friends, and invited them over to our hovel to take advantage of the eight inches of packed powder on our twelve-pitch unshoveled driveway. They assembled all sorts of slippery things and bombed down to the rocky three-foot drop into the back yard, over and over, and wouldn't rest until they fell over it into the thistles. Then they sat in the snowbank out front like off-duty Cardinals or mobsters and decided things. The Spare tagged along in glorious me-too fashion. -- Sippican Cottage: Welcome To The Buckets Of Blood, Son

Posted by Vanderleun at January 16, 2011 12:41 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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How fortunate they are to be past the "Smoke on the Water" stage.

Posted by: RedCarolina at January 16, 2011 1:01 PM

We used to play a wonderful game when I was a boy, Sip. And it was glorious. Only to be played in winter.

Hooky-Bobbing. The cars move slowly on our icy streets and we sneak from between the parked cars and grab the chrome rear bumper of our ride and slide for a block, or until the driver sees us in his rear view mirror.

We got found out so many times, and then we got chased....through snow! We were kids and always outrun 'em, though.

Posted by: Jewel at January 16, 2011 4:25 PM

Jewel: we did the same thing only we called it 'shagging'. Great thing to do on a snow-day.

BTW: At the Lansing Boat Show we had a 25' Response Boat as a static display. The kids loved it.

(And if I could ever let the station let me take it out I promise I would return it with only fumes in the tank.)


Posted by: Mikey NTH at January 16, 2011 5:20 PM

Heh! Speaking of boats amok in the streets, Mikey, did you read that there are sharks swimming in the streets of Brisbane Australia, because of the flooding?

Posted by: Jewel at January 16, 2011 5:28 PM

Yeah, Jewel, I did.

After the cries of 'drought forever' you get sharks.

God has a sense of humor.

Posted by: Mikey NTH at January 18, 2011 7:01 PM

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