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Lazy start to the day. Woke up too early. Sat on the computer, and heard the Stribune hit the porch. Rescued and read it. Then dozed off waiting for the Times to arrive. Sat in bed and read it too. Thong does not like papers in bed unless he's sick, and then only if I bring it up and rush out of the room. I always like lounging with the Sunday Papers. Now, however, I should get my butt out the door and take some pics of my aunt's car.

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I had a short, but really great time at the MNSTF meeting last night. I got there after stopping home briefly after leaving Jones-Harrison. Did not have time to pick up my usual loaves of bread, but I grabbed a bottle of Goats Do Roam (verbalize the pun yourself) and ran out the door.

When I got to the meeting, there was a big game table going right inside the door. The damned wine cork was a bitch to get out. I made a few snarky comments about not sharing it, but brought a few samples around. Some were not impressed, but I thought it was perfectly good plonk.

I left about three hours later after several very pleasant conversations and sucess at avoiding all the games. Romeo, that "gay" friend of Joe and Andrew's was there playing games too. (I say "gay" because he's their token straight friend.)