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Packers V Lions

My friend Danny called me to confirm that we were going to his place for dinner that evening. He started the conversation with, "Did you watch the Game last night?' I told him the same thing I told my friend, John, from Wisconsin, earlier.

I watched the Chicago game a week earlier, and I had trouble sleeping that night. So I decided to skip the Detroit game. THIS MORNING, when I got on the computer, I had really forgotten about the game until I read a headline in the Times-Picayune about Aaron Rodgers beating Detroit with a "Hail Mary" pass.

I have now seen that clip six times. I saw the clip that "clearly" showed the defender grabbing for Rodgers facemask, which resulted in the penalty, and extended the game after the clock ran out. I saw Rodger's interview with the sideline talent, where he was boyishly thrilled and emotionally exhausted. Then I watched the play again. I bookmarked it. I'm going to watch it again.

Mowed the lawn for the last time
I don't really have much to say about it, except it's December, and I'm still mowing the lawn. For all of my friends that aren't doing yard work, let me remind you, it has to be warm for things to grow.

Gordon Update:

Gordon isn't talking to me. I think he's upset that I found a small turtle trekking through the yard, and I'm not giving him much attention. The turtle should make it out of the yard by Sunday, and this will all be over. Like all friends, I just have to realize that there are things about Gordon I have accepted. In this case, he's a drama king. To be totally fair, it's hard to tell how old he is. Being childish is understandable if you're a child. And then again, Gordon might be a drama Queen. Does anyone know how to determine if he might be a she?

Man has passed this way.
They may be Saints, but that doesn't mean their Good

Having survived the end of the Saints game yesterday, my neighbors seem to be content to watch the season come to an end,  concentrate on the possibility of their coach moving on and the remote, but always plausible, departure of their QB to retirement. 
But New Orleans doesn't suffer from the winter blues, for after the Holidays comes the anticipation of Mardi Gras.



Things are looking better.



This is the first loaf of bread I've made that is almost perfect. Good taste, nice rise, good crust, and it makes great toast. I replicated it a couple of days later, so it wasn't a pleasant accident. Next, I'm going to make a good baguette and a great sourdough.

One more entry this month. After that, I'll be live and in-person in Milwaukee from the 28th to - 30th. As we say down here in the swamp, "True Dat."







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