Grandpa came from behind to beat Grandma and me in Pinochle tonight. We drank beer and ate pizza first. Supper conversation revolved around the dust bowl days of the early '30s. Grandma remembers there being so many grasshoppers that it was challenging not to slip on their guts--even on gravel roads.
Monday, March 19, 2007
Grandpa came from behind to beat Grandma and me in Pinochle tonight. We drank beer and ate pizza first. Supper conversation revolved around the dust bowl days of the early '30s. Grandma remembers there being so many grasshoppers that it was challenging not to slip on their guts--even on gravel roads.
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chris,
this reminds me of my other famous band (not the nashville superstars), the Zinghoppers.
http://www.zinghoppers.com
My Buddy Jack is in that band too, along with me, Coconuts the Kangaroo and my friends Penelope the Possum and Olo the Burro...sometimes known as Brandon, Julia, Cara, Alex, and other people you maybe don't know.
anyways, long time since i wrote anything...still paying attention.
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