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My hero wears tighty whities and TALKS VERY LOUDLY.

I have yet to write about my father, and I’ve been remiss in doing that. I love my dad, even when he embarrassed me as a kid at the mall with ohmuhgawd, friends to see it–and even when he wandered the house in his tighty-whities with his hair stuck up all over the place and groggily asking if anyone made coffee. I love him even when we video conference now and he leans over to TALK TO ME VERY LOUDLY. I STILL LOVE MY DAD.

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A Good Year

Like most people, I’m busy celebrating with the better half and quite definitely “nicely relaxed.” this year, I am “nicely relaxed” (ie obliterated… so please excuse the typos) on a steady stream of Mooing Irish Pepsis (Bailey’s, coke and milk) and rum and cokes…

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Up, Up, and Fan-freakin’-tastic

It was an absolutely perfect example of the reasons I enjoy movies and why I especially love sharing them with her. How Pixar consistently manages to put out films of this quality is beyond me. To follow up Wall-E, which was arguably the best animated film I’ve ever seen, with a film that in some very important ways surpasses it illustrates the sort of phenomenal product they’re putting out.

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