With all that’s going on in the world today, it’s nice to live in a small town where people have their priorities straight. Bread. Stale bread. How much is a person, a people, a society expected to endure, eh? Some brave soul broke the code…
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Two of our local businesses are getting a lot of free publicity in the local weekly newspaper’s call-in column. One of them is a “vape” store, selling eCigs and the vapor that goes into them. They have a hearse with their logo, location, and contact…
Another entry for the Department of We Both Know What You Meant, But I’m Going To Pretend I Don’t. The call-in column from our town’s weekly newspaper offers an ever-fresh source of irritation and amusement. Sometimes, a caller leaves a thank-you to someone who did…