Dee-Rob

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Posted by blogfake on March 11th, 2005

Waffles.

There’s some kind of fancy make yourself a waffle grill at this hotel. The downside was “Breakfast Syrup,” aka sort of maple-flavored corn syrup. Alas, I miss the sugary, sappy maples of home.

Can’t decide what today is all about. Do I blaze through Indiana, Illinois and Missouri? Or, do I maybe detour over to Kentucky, because Louisville is so damn close to Indianapolis?

I do think I have to buy something checkered or NASCARed over by the Raceway Park.

Choices. With waffles in my belly, all things are possible in this the best of all possible worlds.

I guess for sure I will buy new wiper blades, what with today’s snow and all. (The weather on the news last night warned: There might be a full inch of accumulation. Pussies.)

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Comment by hbee
2005-03-11 17:10:51

Stop being coy and start trashing people! And check out that cop on the median.

 
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