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It need not be your birthday for DJ BDay to give you a gift … chances to sing free as in a bird that’s big — again as a gift, so-to-speak, and if you show up early per se, again it keeps on giving — karaoke of all kinds where he has many hundreds of each sub-genre, and the ability purported to get easily for you to try any such ditties not already in his vast collection — and they’d need to be a pretty rare B-side.

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DJ BDay, his stage name, over a year ago became the almost daily deejay at the Wild Badger in New Richmond, and […]

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So you are depressed. Let me help get this off your chest, and if it looks too manly, that’s OK, as it’s good to laugh. Next patient please … Welcome to the era, or Eros, of Dr. Joe, student of Freud. But seriously folks, you are in for what I hope’s found to be drummed up as a good dose of music-related salvation, mixing in mirth when I can, on how to deal with depression, no laughing matter. (Not with sermons).

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It’s a term that is frequently referred to and thrown around — depression. But just what does this mean actually

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Monday Night Football? Move it up more than 24 hours to hold, even though in London, Sunday very early morning grid action? Some local sports bars flipped the entry sign open in time for a half-hour pregame show when the Vikes and Jets dueled royally at 8:30 a.m. CST, in an attempt to show that jet lag has no air game that lingers with players. Intercept the planes they took. And because of this all, get your Bloody Mary, not nose as in smashmouth, three hours earlier than any given Sunday.

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Forget Big Ben-ny and the Jets, too. This Sunday football game played in London featured small town Minnesota squaring up

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So just wait another 15 minutes. If you are quite desperate, and are late for another appointment you just have to go to, and want last-minute local advice on something political, here is a primer of sorts. Does the party you are going to for a real good time open promptly? Sooner than a liquor store, or even some bars? Thus asks The System. So face the music, as I fact checked one in particular …

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So We All are what, less than 30 and ticking days away from the latest presidential election, and Hudson-based partisan

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Wanna talk about, and carve out, (local) love … It is dubbed Beloved, and comes from the painted-red heart, and that is where it’s at, flowing through the area-and-beyond in Midwest Makers with its varied themes. There are more than 50 of these on-the-near-end-of-the-two-state artisans with their multiple-method works all through the curated shop on mid-Locust Street.

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You’ve heard it before, and from me: Local, local, local. Branching off into regional with their homemade goods from an assuredly deluxe

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Wanna simple Q and A? From me? And with my bad genes, my family? So, where is the area’s largest but still quite trivial political sign, almost big enough to be a billboard. But then my driver begged to differ, spilling what he’d see. And the buildup I give should be a sign that in this (lower) case, it just did not compute. Until well after the commute. And comp time.

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What happens when as far as logic and cohesiveness, two plus two seems to equal five? My mom and I

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Space walk. A Planet Caravan, literally, to go on a fall stroll spanning three sidewalks. Plus other fact giveaways and fests too many to number, with music too, and at least one on The Sabbath, though not black like that in the above title song. More white like the oblique and obscure, in-orbit Cream reference, strolling along through the middle of the first sentence. (Test your knowledge of trivia, musical too, as this Planet Walk journey unfolds, and you might see Street Light People.)

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This is the salt of the earth, and the sunshine of our more-than-global love, all laid out on a sidewalk

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Grab your blankie and bowl of popcorn, and party food, and a beer for you and your vice and set it on your TV, not polo, cabinet. The Great Debate, (or it ain’t), Second City version, between The Great White Ape and the Great Black Woman Hope is hence. After 90 minutes, will anyone be left standing? And the moderator still be moderate? (Some updates were added to this post as it played out.)

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There will be many millions tuning in to watch not the Super Bowl, as this is not as superb, but

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Black is the new orange? So retro. What about purple? Colorful language. Said when you semi-officially, and make that woefully, enter Badgerland from far afield Minnesota via bus? Will they make you bleed red? As thus-colored fall leaves approach, as does the start of school. Green transfers into gold, as words play.

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The Flixbus driver ruled the four-or-more lanes, like their German autobahn, duly noting all the four- or-five-year, some of them new,

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