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Firstest.
Posted by: Carin | October 30, 2006 at 06:53 AM
Are you no longer in mourning for the Tigers?
Posted by: gail | October 30, 2006 at 07:03 AM
The pain is easing, somewhat. It's sunny today, and supposed to be warmer- perhaps I can plant my Spring bulbs. Can't mourn on a day like that, can I?
Of course, I did wake up to diarrhea - courtesy of Greta. That was a bit of a downer.
Posted by: Carin | October 30, 2006 at 07:41 AM
Morning. If there's anything sports-related to mourn, it's the Steelers fall from Super Bowl deity to crap.
Posted by: Scott P | October 30, 2006 at 07:44 AM
Look at it this way Carin, the supposed bestest team in baseball still finished the season 8-11 against the Cubbies.
Posted by: prairie biker | October 30, 2006 at 08:36 AM
Ah, this wonderous age of NFL parity.
barf
Posted by: RTO Trainer | October 30, 2006 at 01:10 PM