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<p>Do the Dems have any idea how
Do the Dems have any idea how annoying it is to receive emails that say, "We need you to give money before this arbitrary deadline to make our numbers look good." And not, for instance, "We're trying to accomplish this important and worthy goal and need money to do it."
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#SilentSunday at Shaw's Gardens in St. Louis, Missouri (June 15, 2008) #BloomScrolling
<p>I wrote a post about what we can do
I wrote a post about what we can do in the face of the coming change in Federal administration: https://stevendbrewer.com/what-can-we-do/
<p>Text message at 10:41am from <span
Text message at 10:41am from @philipbrewer:
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<p>"Yes, the Fun Meal comes with
"Yes, the Fun Meal comes with dessert. But this is *second* dessert!"
Tau ruffed, his forehead wrinkled.
Bebe gasped. "Bebe is *not* gorging herself! Tau is the one who gorges himself. He eats his whole meal in a single bite!"
Tau studied her.
"Bebe will buy you one too!" she wheedled. #wss366 (2/2)
<p>Tau escorted Bebe. The other Angels
Tau escorted Bebe. The other Angels wanted to rest after dinner, but Bebe wanted to take a walk through the Truck Stop.
"Ooh!" she squealed. "Bebe wants a crepe!"
Tau barked.
"Yes, I had a Fun Meal for dinner. But this is dessert!"
Tau barked again. (1/2)
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[ima just leave this here] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ljr2wMSBHqU
<p>I dreamed last night I was trying to
I dreamed last night I was trying to show someone a shell command, but my hand was asleep and I couldn't type. I was trying to type a long path and kept flubbing it. When I woke up, I found that my hand actually *was* asleep.
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#WordWeavers Would your MC look forward to a family reunion?
"Do your parents know what's happened to you? Have you been home to see your family since you left?" the Baron asked.
"No," Revin said. "They could never accept that… that I would never be the docile little girl they wanted. That I wasn't going to let myself be married off to an older man and beaten into submission to bear his children and do his housework."
(from Rewriting the Rules, Part 7 of Revin's Heart)
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