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Monday
Aug262013

Our first course: pure gold

We eat our first course and it is pure gold. Does she remind you of someone else who ate corn here just two days ago? Do you see the family resemblance?

Monday
Aug262013

He couldn't buy us dinner after all

Finally, we got to meet him. Our excitement turned to disappointment. In fact, we were crushed. He was dead. It appeared he had been for awhile. He wasn't going to buy dinner for anyone.

Monday
Aug262013

A rich fellow comes to the restaurant bearing gold

We just learned that a very rich fellow from Egypt is here too, he came with a lot of gold. We were pretty excited about this and thought if we met him and got on his good side, he might buy us dinner. We found him. He had come in his own golden transport pod.

Monday
Aug262013

On our way to the expensive dinner

Just as I said we would, Margie have and I have gone out for our most expensive meal of the year. It cost us $24 just to enter the restaurant. immediately after we entered we came upon the pre-dinner mirror. Kind of made us wonder if we should eat at all.

Monday
Aug262013

Chicago cares

Maybe some of you have noticed that when I come home from a trip, it is always Jim who is there to greet me. Chicago stays in the background. That doesn't mean she doesn't care. No, as soon as things settle down she moves in and settles down on me. Never doubt: Chicago loves me dearly. And I love her. When the boys are here, we never see her. She does not like the little boys. She hides whenever they come by.