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Kate made Bacon and Pancakes for lunch.

mmmmm….YAAAAASSSSSS….. via Facebook
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Tried to drive to work at 7:15. Nearest major road (rt. 28) not plowed, super slick. Came home, after getting about 5 miles up the road, nearly getting creamed by a pickup truck that decide he liked my lane better than his. Worked remote for AM.

Tried to head in again at 11:30. Rt 28 still not plowed or sanded, as far as I can tell. Just got home a few minutes ago, after nearly sliding off the road SIDEWAYS *WHILE STOPPED AT A LIGHT, and digging another (older) dude out of the ditch who was blocking most of the road.

Fuck you, winter. Just, fuck you. via Facebook
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There are so many people I want to tag, but ain’t.

Except you, Mike. You’re getting tagged. via Facebook
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Watching the Chronicles of Shanana and wondering why there are a bunch of elves running around.

Where’s Bowser, Donny, Lenny and the rest of the gang? via Facebook
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Whoever did the music selection for “Man in the High Castle” is a @#$ genius.

“Strange Fruit” is disconcerting and painful under most circumstances. It’s… exquisitely disturbing in this context. via Facebook
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I keep having this recurring fantasy about Taylor Momsen, where she replaces Robert Plant’s vocal tracks in the Zeppelin catalog. via Facebook
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