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Scrapple

Lean scrapple is not only a contradiction in terms, it is ultimately nothing more than leftover pieces of pork scraps from which the only really flavorful part has been removed. If you are going to eat scrapple, be a man about it and eat the real thing.

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A Thanksgiving rumination

Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. I get to eat a wonderful meal with my family without the stress of gift shopping first. No trying to guess if Junior wants some specific video game that makes you blush to pick up. No attempt to figure out if Sissy wears see through tops that also make you blush. Nope, just a wonderful day of overindulgence in food followed by tryptophan induced naps.

This year I’m spending the holiday with my East Coast family. Given the devastation that Sandy created, I’m very grateful to have everyone in one piece with homes that, if

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Thank you Alaska Airlines

The older I get, the longer plane trips seem. Used to be, when I was young, that a fifteen hour flight to Asia was merely a stepping stone in a great travel adventure. Now, gearing up for a trip to the East Coast to see family seems to get longer and more uncomfortable with each passing year.

Alaska Airlines is finally flying into Philadelphia, which means I only have to change planes once in Seattle and that cuts a good four hours off the trip since I no longer have to change planes in Chicago or somewhere like that. My

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Was I in the wrong line

According to MItt Romney, Obama won because he gave out all kinds of gifts and money and then people voted for him because they wanted more. I’d like to ask directions to that line of giveaways since I seem to be missing my gift bag.

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A good mother would not laugh

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I know I’m a terrible mother for saying this, but the funniest part of BuddhaBubba and her toys is watching her try to breathe once she actually gets one in her mouth. It smashes right up against her nose and eventually she has to choose between her toy and death by suffocation. In between, she makes loud snorting noises as she tries to inhale through the toy. Then she drops it, looks up at me laughing hysterically and you can see in her little mind she’s thinking, “You laughing at me? Well, are you? Because it isn’t funny. I almost

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