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Wow! I asked Ira about the town of Chernobyl. She remembers as a little girl when that explosion happened. In my ignorance I had never even heard of the place but she game me a great historical background. At least now I know where Fallout 3 got all it's artwork ideas.



Yes...a glass of scotch...


Mmmm...good choice on the movies. And booze is always a good choice.


Having witnessed said weekend parenting first hand, I'd say you're indeed Superdad. Who else would wait on like for like sixteen hours to get the kid a bagel or whatever she ended up eating? Who else would pay $45 plus tax for a single cookie? Who else would suck down Stellas while she got lost in a conga line of preschool-aged rock fans?

Oh right, maybe not the last part.

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