
This coming Monday marks the 150th anniversary of the Greensward plan’s adoption. It actually wasn't finished until 1873. It is one of the places I wouldn;t mind visiting. Another one Yankee Stadium is being torn down. Oh well I don't travel well anyway. Christmas is getting dangerously close. Must be time to strike up the Trans-Siberian Orchestra. I thought we were going to have a quiet Christmas but we counted yesterday and about 16 alleged humans in attendance. And that doesn't include all the ghosts of Christmas past like Lucky who will be hanging around. I like Christmas, I like getting stuff, and giving stuff, but all those people at once is difficult because its so hard to give each one the proper attention they deserve. Oh you know what I mean, Maybe I've got a little Scrooge in me. Anywho there is lots to like, did I mention getting stuff, food, candy, loudness, babies, humor, and getting stuff. Pat called yesterday and they are at Disney World. He was wowed by a personal Lightsabre machine that allows you to design your own Sword. He also ate dinner at "The Hoopty Do Review" which sounds like a dinner theatre that is about Americana. They sat front center and I guess Vanessa was in awe of the dancers. She loved it, and Daddy taught her to clapp. Now shes in for a lifetime of putting her hands together for lots of lame shit. Oops I started to sound like Tom then, sorry. Speaking of my sister Jennifer she is in Md visiting Quinn and his daughter Jenna. Her other son Cory is a home and helping out the Hamilton Southeastern Wrestling team. If you remember he was a state finalist in wrestling, and he is working with a new heavyweight in their stable. By the way I like getting stuff. Susan let me out Saturday night and I got my big three. When I go shopping I get to buy 3 things usually ballcards, a hat, and a book or magazine. I just heard Mike say Ginger is like a no fun dog. Maybe I'll try out my singing fish.
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