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It's 6:50 a.m. and Patrick and Junior are downstairs playing video games.

I drove up to Warsaw yester
day for Musher Bob's Memorial Service. I couldn't take it and had to leave.

But I did meet some interesting folks on the drive up. One little car with a pick-up behind them were right on my ass for a long time. Now I know it was my fault for going 62 in a 55 zone, Old Man's speed, but that was the way I felt. So eventually they found a time to pass, which they both did, and wouldn't you know it, the pick-up passes the car right away, not even bothering to see how fast they were going to go. Jerks! Then this other guy is passing from the opposite direction, he's coming right at me, so I go off on the paved shoulder, thank goodness there was one, and get out of his way...Then, By God as if that wasn't enough, some dirt-bag pulls dead out in front of me, from some parking area on my left, I have to slam on the brakes, he pulled out across the oncomming traffic, I hope he got there in time. All this in the stretch of a thirty minute drive. I had more suicidal jerks trying to kill me than were in Baghdad last night.

Speaking of Iraq, It's Veterans Day, which means it's my birthday. which means it's the 30th anniversary of the sinking of the Edmund Fitzgerald with all 29 hands, God Rest their Souls.

And with Shannon gone, LOST got just a little less interesting to watch. Does anybody actually think Ana Lucia is even remotely sexy? Ugh!!

Goodbye, Bob, old buddy, we're right behind you.

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