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Tuesday, September 27, 2022

Circuswater 13 ~ 2014: Tuned Out Tuesday...

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Sunday, September 25, 2022

Circuswater 13 ~ Tortoise Attractions...

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Monday, September 19, 2022

Circuswater 13 ~ Happy Birthday to my excellent brother, Leo...

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Sunday, September 18, 2022

Circuswater 13 ~ Something you'd never hear if Dogs could talk...

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Thursday, September 15, 2022

Circuswater 13 ~ TBT: 1969 Green Knolls Shopping Center 63rd and Main Street Downers Grove IL...

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Sunday, September 11, 2022

Circuswater 13 ~ Pezzi Chicki: Little Sister...

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Saturday, September 10, 2022

Circuswater 13 ~ Palindrome: Bob sees Bob...

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Sunday, September 4, 2022

Circuswater 13 ~ Going unidentified sightseeing...

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Circuswater 13 ~ Scene of the crime...

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Friday, September 2, 2022

Circuswater 13 ~ Hitting the Road for a spell. Not forever, but possibly longer...

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Thursday, September 1, 2022

Circuswater 13 ~ Catch you there Foxy Ladies...

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Thunderbox: All my life things have been what they have been. I thought I was on top of the world when my boss over at the Church Cake Sale Management Company put me in charge of measuring kitchen tables: But never in my wildest dreams did I imagine that I would become the junior assistant to the assistant of the assistant president of The Miniature Cattle Display Club here in Spiderbone Illinois. It's as if I was drinking a Rob Roy with Roy Clark or hailing a cab for Haley Mills or...dang, I had another one, but it slipped my mind. But anyway my recent appointment has made me the toast-of-the-town in a town where toasting is not an activity to be taken lightly. It seems like just days ago I was living in the boiler room at the Moose Lodge. Now I'm living in the laundry room of a swell apartment building. Things just always seem to work out good for me. Who knows, someday I might own a bait shop or become a camp host! Oh yeah...now I remember, or like tossing a beach ball with Lucille Ball.

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