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Back from Tom’s gracious home in Shorewood.\u00a0 He served corn on the cob, salmon, an egg salad and spinach.\u00a0 Delightful.\u00a0 A pileated woodpecker ate from his feeder just as I came in.\u00a0 What a gorgeous bird.\u00a0 We ate on the deck of Tom’s unusual housing arrangement.\u00a0 These are homes with a connecting wall, though quite large on the interior with a long deck high above a sloping yard filled with maple trees and ending at a small pond.\u00a0 The entrance to the homes are modest affairs with little lawn and a walk-way cum patio after passing through a small gate.\u00a0 They open up once inside and have the decks facing the back that have complete privacy while fairly close to each other.<\/p>\n
Tom, Ode, Scott, Bill, Frank, Warren and Charlie were there.\u00a0 We sat outside on unseasonably cool August evening and discussed violence.\u00a0 It was an interesting conversation.\u00a0 I’m a little too tired right now to comment.\u00a0 Perhaps tomorrow.<\/p>\n
Ode brought me copies of the label.\u00a0 Very cool, copies on label paper.\u00a0 Gotta test the size of them on a honey jar and their stickiness.<\/p>\n
I did hear this joke from Frank.<\/p>\n
Tarzan, swinging vine by vine, comes finally to the porch of his tree home.\u00a0 He jumps down onto the porch and says, “Jane, I need a scotch.\u00a0 No, Jane, make that a double.”\u00a0 He pauses, “No, make that a triple.”\u00a0 Jane comes in with his drink, “Honey, you know alcohol doesn’t solve anything.\u00a0 What’s the matter.”\u00a0 “Oh, Jane,” he says, “it’s a jungle out there.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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