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Grab beer, inflate slide, make exit

Yet another night of insomnia.  At this point I’ve become quasi-nocturnal.  ‘Quasi’ because one can only sleep so much during the day with two children.  Slumber is overrated. Does anyone else remember Steven Slater?  Four years ago Mister Slater found … Continue reading

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