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The Blues

My mom sent me this link to The Rules of the Blues.

I would like everyone to know that from now on I will be referring to myself as Fat River Dumpling. I drive a Chevy and both Dave (we'll call him Mangled Mango Madison) and I have a penchant for cheap wine. If I got rid of the computer I'd be totally legit!

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dear fat river dumpling's mom, that list is fantastic!

Hey Phoebe! Maybe I'll get the chance to meet you and Otto next weekend. And Megan, if you're reading this, tell Adrian to clean the house --- Andy and I are heading to Lewisburg and I can't wait to get there!

we will be here and would love to meet you!

I can't wait, but there will be no more cleaning involved...you're like family now.

What if you shot a man in Reno?
--Hunchback Pineapple Jackson

Just to watch him die?

But, Megan, I had to get a tease in to Ade. Once he mumbled: I don't understand this. Jenn's mom comes for a visit and we have to clean our house! I love Ade for that observation, and I guess I'll never be able to let him forget that he said it ...even if it does get a little old (for you guys).

Oh Debbie, if only I was clever enough to sing some blues about our house cleaning...or better yet, my husband's keen observation skills!

All of this would be even better if he actually ever read Jenn's blog.

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