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i made it to milwaukee safe and sound. i got to newark much too early. i hate sitting around airports, but i didnt want to get left behind. so i trudged out and hopped right through security.
and then waited.
and waited.
i did enjoy use of the brookstone massaging chair. i love those things.

and i returned to a light dusting of beautiful snow. all will now be right with the world.
or, so i though, until a neighbor decided to use the leaf blower to blow the snow.
now, i am not so sure about the rightness of anything.
while here, i fully intend to scope out a local mullet bar. i know there have to be at least a half dozen within a relative close proximity to my mother's house. there's just something you have to love about mullets....