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Popcorn Maker and Ice cream Maker

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Yes I am also thinking of getting rid of these two items. They are practically new because we never got to use them. Essentially because they were too small for our needs :-). How much electricity will we consume before we can even have a pint of good homemade ice cream. It was more practical to buy the Selecta 3 in 1 :-) Same with the popcorn maker. Sigh. :-(

Fiction Writers For Sale

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I am planning to hold a garage sale next month. Some of my books would have to go. It hurts but these pocketbooks are on their way to their new owners. Hopefully, they would give them pleasure as much as they have me. Frederick Forsyth The Negotiator The Fist of God The Day of the Jackal The Devils Alternative The Odessa File The Dogs of War James Michener Chesapeake Centennial The Bridges at Toko-Ri Hawaii Alexander Solzhenitsyn- August 1914 Robert Massie- Nicholas and Alexandra Paul Erdman - Crash of 79 Coleen Mc Cullough - The Thorn Birds John le Carre Tinker, Taylor, Soldier, Spy The Honorable School Boy The Russia House Robert Ludlum The Rhineman Exchange The Bourne Ultimatum Jonathan Ryder - Trevayne Arthur Hailey - Airport Ira Levin - Boys From Brazil James Clavell - King Rat Gerald Green - Holocaust Howard Fast - The Immigrants Iris Rainer Dart - Till The Real Things Come Along Walter Windward - Seven Minutes Past Midnight Clive Cussler - Raise The Titanic Larry McMurty - The...

Happy Birthday My Son

Today is my son's 28th birthday. He is my second born. Works in one of the two giant local telcos. He is a licensed Electronics and Communications Engineer, but wanted really to be an architect. Among my children he is the quiet one. Easy to talk to, no frills, no 'sizzle' but very reliable. I remember when he was in junior high. He came home one day to tell me that his teacher wanted to talk to me. I asked why. Was he in some kind of trouble? None he reassured me. What could it be? The next day, off I went to his school. Her teacher smiling her crinkly smile told me, Ma'm, please tell your son to stop being too good. He is too kind. I was taken aback. I didn't know what to say. This is one time too good is bad. It appears that my son was giving away his lunches to classmates who did not have any. Worse, everyone was copying his assignments and he was freely allowing this abuse. When I asked him why, he just said, it was alright. Was he afraid to get bullied? Next t...

Updating this blog

I have spent almost 8 hours updating this blog. I made the fonts consistent, only of one color and tried providing links to my old posts.