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One was a taller man with longer arms so this is not a reach … Even though he fell hard to the canvass, not the artificial turf. Adrian it turns out was not as adroit in the squared circle as on a rectangular 100-yard field. But the old No. 28 was still sported by many in the days and even a week after the vicious TKO. Payback in the fifth round for those years of punishing safeties in the fourth quarter?

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The tale of the tape is told by (size of) jerseys in a sport where, you know, they wear them. […]

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Go to the Shamrock this Saturday, and you can party at a halfway to St. Paddy’s Day event by dropping as little as $2.50, that being for a favorite shot of brand-name whiskey. Similar pricing for many brews and mixed drinks. So bring the fire and get yourself some Fireball. And also at this longtime New Richmond Pub, music by the tried and true, Trandy Blue, a veteran of such events.

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We as the Irish and our ilk are halfway home. So if you can’t wait another six months for a

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Iron Maiden, although not necessarily blue-collar, labors through this holiday with high energy (that does not include utilities) and continues pray tell, to reward with Writings On The Wall, and therefore evangelize This Brave and now even Braver New World with messages to many millions that are timeless. All the 2022 concerts. All colors. But succinct in song, no droning on.

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You all know I geek out about Iron Maiden … but the time has (not come) to close our eyes

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I had a midsummer night’s dream. Actually a collection of random thoughts that don’t even include Freud, although She Agreed that all great bartender conversations start and end with such, as we psychoanalyze each other, looking for Dream Theater. To wit or not to wit: It’s not midsummer anymore by any stretch so maybe all this stuff if existential is at this point a stretch.

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Put this way in an actual sign, there since midsummer, and could this be a temp’s nightmare/dream job? “You don’t

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An acutely august August, by the numbers, is in the books and fallen away, with fall and its autumn around the corner. And the books have capital letters. So September and a Big Such Days among only 14 now come Roaring in. All vigorously in Just One Venue! —– And then there are those (vigorous?) Germans and their chosen one time of year, to fall off the beer wagon, detailed in the last two paragraphs of this post. The best for last, unlike that nasty backwash.

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If you thought they couldn’t roll it out further, with a barrel of fun, and at The GasLite couldn’t follow-up

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Don’t we love our local Walmart? Even though one guy didn’t take kindly to me terming it the epitome of rampant capitalism. But since it is autumn soon, we have to fall into line with some humor — including back-to-school — at the expense of our area super-box-stores! (But for their legal Beagles, they generally are good sports). —– So last call for flowers anyone? And a quip about the Queen Mum? And the NR Thrivent triplicate (potted) plants on THEIR front porch.

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But first, this is not exactly a shoutout to the Target marketing department. I debated for a full year before

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Oh what we have to deal with as reporters/bloggers. You may not get Freedom Of The Press love for Being There, and certainly not the way of Peter Sellers. Ask that almost aggressive deputy/clerk. But please, don’t blame the messenger, even if in this case its just me, The Lowly Blogger. It’s not all just Dirty Laundry. Leave that for the TV News. But there is a lighter note, too, and this can all be just a gas. (Read four paragraphs down, for starters).

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Hate to say it, but St. Croix County — and sorry as we’re talking mostly about hoidy toidy Hudson here

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