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To set the stage, from the stage, its the 80s again baby! Not the 20s in temps, and almost that much snow, of less than two weeks ago. When moving to a new apartment, we got stuck at least four times, and it was only a savior with a big ol’ blade that spared us at all, at mid-day, from the blizzard and a possible night on the street. Here is the story, twisting and turning like the car that spun out.

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It reached the mid-80s today. I personally like the 80s to be my music, to quote one-man-bander Jeff Loven, not

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My niece now in North Austin will toast with Texas Tea? Not beef roast, as this is Easter. But this report is a (basically geography based) bundle of what kind of brunch you can find around north and central St. Croix County. —– And from this meaty metalhead, more telltale-tone, Easter egg-hue hints on our era and age and Agave too, in the category of Uncategorized.

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For Easter and local brunch, this is like Texas, done big or go home and and make it yourself, although

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An elf true to itself, and not an orc, will count the plucky ways of luck like notching clover pedals. So though winter persists, the many joyous traditions as spun in this yarn, nostalgia on the same day, and treasured like gold well ahead — even if stock-up on Guinness is only done on the eve before. By faux Irish. (For you latecomers, see the post below this for SPD things to do).

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It’s true that you can meet someone (a redhead?) in the grocery checkout line, needing help with her corned beef

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