Just in case any of you were curious, here is a “Birds-Eye” view of what it’s like to be cruising an ATV up Shepherd’s Mountain on a beautiful Spring day. Yeah, it’s ok to be jealous Don Juan John!!

Any Hangman fans out there? Try Hangaroo!! The best I’ve managed is 8 of 10 levels.

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Q: How do you catch a unique rabbit?
A: Unique up on it!!!

Q: How do you catch a tame, unique rabbit?
A: Tame way!!

Speaking of unique. Ever wondered how “Unique” your name is in the scheme of things?

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This puzzle has done a good job of completely pissing me off!!

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I grew up & learned to drive mostly in a small town in Arizona. Then I moved to California, imagine my shock when I first attempted to navigate the Los Angeles Freeways. After living there for a while, believe it or not, one simply becomes numb to it all. It wasn’t long until I was driving with my knees down a 6 lane freeway, doing 80 mph, in bumper to bumper traffic with a soda in one hand and a burger in the other. Anyhoo, when I came across this “Open Letter To Boston Drivers”, it had special meaning to me!

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Here’s a site that proclaims to inform you which song was #1 on the music charts the day you were born. According to my input, the song Grazing In The Grass by Hugh Masekela topped the charts. Never heard of it.

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My good friend Judy. No, I haven’t forgotten about you dear! I have heard that your little artistic rendition of my head on Angelina Jolie’s body has made it’s way onto the Bulletin Board at the FSK C.V.S. I have let this slide until now. I’m thinking it’s time for revenge! Let me present to you ONE of the photo’s that will be adorning the Walkersville breakroom. I call it……

Lord Of The Chin

Good ole Mr. Lawrence sent me this link to take a test to assertain my “Nerdiness”. After completing it, I was actually a little surprised! Turns out that I’m not as nerdy as I suspected I was.

A public congratulations is definately in order. Jenn finally got her man to pop the question!

For those of you not in the “know”. Jenn and I work together at CVS. I think it’s been at least 4 years now. In the beginning, she was fresh out of HighSchool and just starting College. After a while, it became clear to me that she was very serious about this fella and they even got a place together. I recall teasing her incessantly about how he was never going to “Make an honest Woman” of her. She was determined though, I shall give her that. She would come to work and recount her plots to us, all the coy and not so coy hint dropping she was doing behind the scenes in their relationship.

Even though it took her 4+ years reel him in, yesterday, she came to work sporting a 0.7 carrot princess cut diamond with an 18 carrot jewel encrusted gold engagement ring. All the while, she is grinning like the cat that got the canary.

Well Jenn, you proved me wrong! I shall never doubt your “Spidering” abilities again! Now, let’s see what you can do about that last name?? (Chuckle)

This is our dog. He is mostly Chihuahua, thus his nickname “CheeWee”. Actually, when we first got him, Wendy named him Brandon but that really never stuck. Everyone calls him “CheeWee” or “Cheezer” or “Cheez-Wiz”.

We got him from the dog pound when we lived in Lancaster, California about eleven years ago. The story they told us was that they just found him walking down the road one day. Nobody ever came to claim him and I’m sure they would have “put him down” had he been there too much longer. They guessed his age to be around two years old at the time.

I remember when I first saw him, he was simply skin and bones sitting in a large cage with a concrete floor and several other dogs about 10 times his size. He was shaking like a leaf! After adopting him, he took to me immediatlely & has been the most loyal and intelligent pet we’ve ever had the good fortune to keep. He has been through 3 toddlers and was patient with them and never bites. He barks by the door when he needs to go outside. He barks by his bowl when it’s dinnertime. He barks beside his waterdish if it becomes empty. In short, he’ll tell you exactly what he needs.

“CheeWee” does have his quirks though. For example, he attacks Wendy whenever she is headed out the door to go somewhere. Most dogs attack unfamiliar people trying to come into your house, this dog attacks the familiar Wendy trying to leave the house. I’ve never figured out why he does this, but he certainly goes into a tizzy when she grabs her purse and car keys!

Now my poor “CheezWiz” is getting old. I figure maybe he’s about thirteen now. His eyes are getting a haze to them, his skin is getting those dark blotches that old folks get, he’s having trouble on the stairs. I can’t help but wonder how long he has left in this world. I’m gonna be devastated when my poor dog passes on. It’s depressing to think about.