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Have your cake and eat it too? Tariffs mean many of the goods you take for granted to celebrate your holidays are going up in price, if not in flames. Spring into a summer, too, where we are going to pay the fiddler for that extra 25-or-so percent. What, you think tariffs are free, to fly? No, and especially when it comes to cars. — And newly added jokes …

So, what can you afford to bring to the concert or ballgame or just plain party? And we’re not talking […]

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It was “grand” in an epic sense, from back before Field of Dreams days. A walkoff homer called by the late, great broadcaster Bob Uecker, slammed by none other but the man on pace to set the best-of-all-time mark. My bro like karma, came across it cruising the internet, then shared the long bases-clearing clip with me via text, asking if I remembered Being There. Which time? Which Hank homer?

Far be it from me to keep hammering like a homer on Hammerin’ Hank. But when the not-so-new news reels

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Elon Musk, rock star or just rookie at it? Tesla doesn’t make One a Metallica. And power fist is better posed on Pantera. I also reference ZZ Top, but they just look cooler. But seriously, here is an analysis, good and bad, of what he hopes to do, and I found a couple of positive points. (And I’ll tab 3 top cabinet picks.)

So what do you and I really know about Elon Musk, the pseudo-president and ultra businessman, space traverser and South American, god

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Tex-Mex all over the place, prior to deportation, in the form of Frito Bandito on your mind. Get ’em while you can. That song that plays in your head might be trying to tell you something. And to strike a different chord, minor vs. major, who do you think is Satan on Earth? Oh that’s special. Hey, pick a number, and not 666. It just might be a politician, not a rock band member.

The Great Bambino hits a homer in passing muster. But how about his near-namesake with darker skin? Or the now

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Packing much into a wedding day, on Game Day in Green Bay, before the reception held on-site, we leaped on over to Lambeau to view the Packer Hall of Fame, and encountered rooms of stuff to see that just kept on going, and going … Not to mention the Pro Shop, as big as a football field in itself. So much different than my last visit there, in the ’70s.

Married to the Packers? So much so that your wedding day was on a Sunday Funday weekend, when they just happened to be

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