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You got another thing coming. Voting if, how, when, where and what? Convoluted conundrum. Where recall may restrain, you’ll still find the newfound places to cast. And in news coverage on that night and all it unfolds, going for journalists well past midnight. Complete with tours of new spots, amped up by construction. And where it all ends, and to what final countdown.

What, it’s election day. Time to vote. If you can. Now that the recount requests are (largely) in, can you […]

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The battle has begun. Not in war to take a hill, for whom it tolls, as Trump has said he will end all of these, but on Capitol Hill, since those being appointed to high places are more controversial than any in recent memory. So give your mind a recess — read into it these many musings instead? — and just usher them into cozy cabinet posts, pronto? Things are a changin’ more quickly than ever on The Hill. You said you wanted change …

All the Musk millions or more, and I wonder if the Average Joe will now be able to afford more

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An oddball analysis ensues on how Zimmerman, and God forbid not Dylan, zapped Alison for assembly. Many reasons for the win, I’m sure, with all their flanking, featured facets on flyers by the dozens. But now turning solely to incumbant Zimmerman, a businessman from River Falls, what do those who voted for him know about her? (That’s not necessarily a typo.) Those voting may have gotten the Bobbie-based gender wrong.

Shannon Zimmerman won his recent assembly race, and the lines had been drawn on the dozens of different flyers, laying

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RIP again: People, they will come and they will go, and time to live and a time to die. But this, in the here and now, may not be Valhalla. Not yet. So we grieve who we lose. But some of those who recently have passed and done great things, also gave back, through charity and other gifts, as one of those things. Spreading your magic (and broadening your base) around different endeavors (charities included) can’t hurt. Like both singing and playing the bass. In addition to acting. Or an add to the end of this post, on DJing.

There is the silver screen, also, and those referenced below had used that path, among many others. But they also had

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My dad wasn’t a grill meister. Other kinds of, dare I say it, more practical blue-collar work always needed tending too. And no go, with picking up a guitar. But he could always complete and compete with us in the trifecta of youth sports: Basketball, football, baseball/softball. Oh and add bowling. Forget golf. These things paint a picture of a life that he seemed destined for, even if the long hours were not fully by choice. He was 91.

Dad was not one you’d bounce a joke off of, but he could take ill-thrown, bounced balls to the chest while

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A legend rests, in Eric Raley, but a sign announcing such does not. And will remain in our memories. I met him in an October during joint home construction, fitting, shared October happenings with his family, and alas this (soon-to-be) longtime local lord and knight of the night passed away this October. As then there were the Dick’s Bar years … holding court with his betrothed back at that back table.

Lots of them are displayed here and there for a day or two, but it isn’t often that shown as

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