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We Have Arrived And Amazingly, We're Still Alive

So we did the big move to Minneesotah. Spring Park. Near Wayzata. Mound. Navarre. A couple miles down the road from the Minnesota Vikings boat incident last month. Yes, now you know where I live. I made the decision to not blog until now because the in-laws don't have cable internet and let's be honest here, once you've had cable, you can't go back to dial up and not have a stress induced mental breakdown. Hopefully in the next couple weeks we will get it going around here. Until then, I'm sorry for the short (or non existent posts). I will be raring to go when all is said and done so check out some of the folks on the right over there and enjoy. I'll be back. I always come back.

T to the Wise

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