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Jasmine just appeared at my bedroom doorway, ukulele in hand and declares, "I have to practice my song. I'm going to sing it tomorrow when I wear my new dress."

Delighted, I told her I would love to hear her new song. She told me she just had the first part worked out, but yes, she would sing it for me.

Curtis would you like a cupcake
or would you rather have a beatin'?
If not, I guess we could go to the park
and have fun!

Right now, I'm having visions of gold records, Grammys and ASCAP awards . . .

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Curtis, playing with the basketball my sister Linda gave him:

Hey, do you know why there are black lines on a basketball?

No, I don't, do you?

Because it makes them look awesome! Do you know how to spin a basketball on your finger?

No! I've always wanted to be able to, but never learned. Can you?

No, but there is a coach at my school, and on cold days, he lets us play in the lunchroom. He spins a basketball on his finger, and I bet he can teach you.

Really? What's his name?

Coach Nibble. We just call him Coach, but his name is really Coach Nibble. I bet he can teach you to spin a basketball on your finger. I can ask him, because I know where he works!

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The Katzen Klan is planning a family outing at Halloween. Several of us are leaning strongly toward staying at The 1886 Crescent, specifically for The Ghost Tour.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I've heard it before - we have ringtangalosis, we're eat up with the dumb ass. Who cares? We wanna see ghosts!

Now, here is the biggest problem we're facing. While the place is overrun with places to shop, beauty/spa facilities, museums, etc., what is there for the mens to do while the wimmins are doing their thing? Has anyone been and can make recommendations?
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