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Those in English aren’t the only sentences hard to commute, compute or conceive to contemplate. Candidate Susan Crawford won her race over Brad Schimel by almost 10 percent, a rebuke of Elon Musk and President Trump, on the eve of his totality tariff proclamation. Even that impact maybe easier to configure. But those in America PAC had thought it wasn’t fuzzy at all. Better luck with a Black Sabbath guitar, since we are talking distortion.

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You wanna call something a mandate? Weigh the weighty win in Wisconsin. Elon Musk and his millions to give out may soon […]

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Dirty deeds, done dirt cheap? Or for posting or accepting a financial fist full of dollars? That in mind, do you instead vote for another former prosecutor now, as this Tuesday comes around, such as Susan Crawford? It’s in the air tonight, who will be the chosen ones. But be wary of weak points, and chinks in their armor, such as in the body of Brad, as in Schimel, when you as you should, weigh their arguments. Since no hopeful wants to let an ax murderer just walk without sitting in jail first, and be careful on how you endeavor if his status is now an ex offender, but in any Democracy there is that inconvenient and very complex due process thang …

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Judge not lest you be judged. But we have to make judgments, (I right now am listening to how they

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Doubling down on the rallies that run, with depth? To the hills? Enthralled by what I encountered at an earlier one — by even an MTV fan doing parking and so ’80s politics — I had wanted to hit up and-justice-for-all candidate Crawford with a couple of Qs … But so many people ahead in the line, wanting to be seen with her as selfies no longer cut it, I’d have to wait like a stone. But not alone.

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The guest of honor key candidate would not arrive for fully another ten minutes if on time, but in the

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At least you can still, locally, re-elect in our generally-good-test-score state, (made an issue and not just in the arts, music or otherwise), the state superintendent of public instruction, in ultimate charge of that wide-ranging land and its scape. Note that (under if not all that is utterly), statement about construction not destruction, a classic metal line(s). Slashing education, in whatever way, is cutting down the good of our society and at its nature the good of our children, ed and alt and id.

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Good God. What will be cut next? The state vs. federal Department of Religion, (which we might now need more

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I had a dream … People won’t you listen now … A crazy dream … So won’t you listen now … Every simple thought that you know … And everything that’s small has to grow … And it always grows … (OK it’s Led Zeppelin, not as Irish as Thin Lizzy, but on St. Pat’s Day the bit fanciful lyrics can still be spun from a dream while sitting underneath a willow tree, even though those wild winds blow around you …)

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It was St. Patrick’s Day, sleepy from green beer that’s fake but still potent, and time to dream up a

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This is a tale of regifting an antique airplane part, from an actual pilot, that’s indeed from parts unknown. Literally, as I milk a joke at full-story length, but do not reveal, say, its aerial ID number. Some things will remain a mystery, but to the man who wants to get this second-hand propeller. But maybe not pronto, as its been around for a while anyway. And always apropo is a St. Pat’s (day and weekend) primer.

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This is a story that could use a good prop. (Please, make me stop!) And about a man who had one to swap.

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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 …

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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?

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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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