We're back to the "watch what they do, not what they say" axiom.
Rudy's the scantily clad woman with legs up to here that the audience drools over, while the magician deals from the bottom of the deck or shoves a dove into a serving dish or drops through a trap door in the floor.
Ignore the ugly old man in the cheap suit — Rudy, this time — and turn the spotlight on the un-American criminal desperately flailing around to keep his job and stay out of jail.
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Well, that happened.
My favorite sign held by a supporter on TV: ByeDon
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The universe demands balance in all things:
Happy Days Are Here Again versus last night's 5.5 inches of heavy, wet snow.
And the 5 a.m. electricity blip that scrammed the furnace. Two reset buttons? Who would have guessed.
Two wonderful ladies, one in Northern Nevada, one in Southern, continue celebrating today, so that's a better balance.
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The young couple that lives next door went off to a Halloween party just before dark, leaving out a bowl of candy for the neighborhood's few trick-n-treaters.
They returned around midnight.
They spent 30 minutes this morning picking up candy wrappers all over their yard, front and back, and on both sides. Found the bowl behind the house.
There are some sugar-high raccoons out here.
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