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Sunday, May 28, 2023

Circuswater ~ Sunday's Leisure...

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Circuswater 13 ~ On the street...

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Tuesday, May 23, 2023

Circuswater 13 ~ News Item...

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Sunday, May 21, 2023

Circuswater 13 ~ Pezzi Chicki: A moment in time inna not so far away place...

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Wednesday, May 17, 2023

Circuswater 13 ~ It's all downhill from here on out...

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Tuesday, May 16, 2023

Circuswater 13 ~ My luck is changing for the better, maybe...

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Circuswater 13 ~ (2011) Priorities...

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Monday, May 15, 2023

Circuswater 13 ~ Glub 'n Glob: IT...

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Thursday, May 11, 2023

Circuswater 13 ~ Stoner Girl...

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Tuesday, May 9, 2023

Circuswater 13 ~ (From way back) Phrases Remembered...

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Sunday, May 7, 2023

Circuswater 13 ~ Sloppy Sunday...

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Friday, May 5, 2023

Circuswater 13 ~ Frankie Kuzma and the Poop In Your Shoe song...

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Monday, May 1, 2023

Circuswater 13 ~ Scribbled while under the influence of Alka Seltzer PM ~ She's a Rainbow...sort of...

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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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