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Kielbasa, the homemade grey kind. When I was a kid my aunt would make it from scratch for holidays. I would turn the hand grinder to mix the meat and spices as it went into the casing. Unfortunately she passed away 20 years ago and nobody can find her recipe. Back then they just knew how to do it. It’s hard to find outside of Buffalo and the Broadway Market.

Who's goin' to ride that chrome 3-wheeler? Who's goin' to make that first mistake Who wants to wear those gypsy leather All the way to Fire Lake Who wants to break the news about Uncle Joe? You remember Uncle Joe He was the one afraid to cut the cake Who wants to tell poor Aunt Sarah? Joe's run off to Fire Lake Joe's run off to Fire Lake

Susan, looks like I am losin' I'm losin' my mind (losin' my mind) I'm wastin' my time Susan do you have to be confusin' I ask myself why you're sayin' goodbye No other girl could ever take the place of you Though you're hurtin' me You know I'll always be thinkin' of you Girl I always love you

Brightburn is a great take on if the Superman origin story went sideways. There are many “holy sh*t” moments. If you like the superhero genre you should see it.

Tuesday afternoon I'm just beginning to see Now I'm on my way It doesn't matter to me Chasing the clouds away Something calls to me The trees are drawing me near I've got to find out why Those gentle voices I hear Explain it all with a sigh I'm looking at myself, reflections of my mind It's just the kind of day to leave myself behind So gently swaying through the fairy-land of love If you'll just come with me you'll see the beauty of Tuesday afternoon Tuesday afternoon

Monday, Monday, so good to me Monday mornin´, it was all I hoped it would be Oh Monday mornin´, Monday mornin´ couldn´t guarantee That Monday evenin´ you would still be here with me Monday, Monday, can´t trust that day Monday, Monday, sometimes it just turns out that way Oh Monday mornin´ you gave me no warnin´ of what was to be Oh Monday, Monday, how could you leave and not take me

Like mighty oak treesthey line a shaded well worn paththey’re the souls that have walked beside meand I can see that looking backfriends that stood by meright up to the lastlike mighty oak trees, that help me walk this well worn path.

Through your eyes there's a window that goes to my heart I can see me still loving you the rest of my life Look inside, look inside through the window that goes to my heart You're the only one who's light has ever made it through And I've been waiting for so long for somebody like you Look inside, look inside through the window that goes to my heart

I know what my people are thinking tonightAs home through the shadows they wanderEveryone smiling in secret delightThey stare at the castle and ponderWhenever the wind blows this wayYou can almost hear everyone sayI wonder what the king is doing tonight?What merriment is the king pursuing tonight?The candles at the court, they never burned as brightI wonder what the king is upto tonight?

The Baron had Snoopy dead in his sights He reached for the trigger to pull it up tight Why he didn't shoot, well, we'll never know Or was it the bells from the village below? Christmas bells those Christmas bells Ringing through the land Bringing peace to all the world And good will to man The Baron made Snoopy fly to the Rhine And forced him to land behind the enemy lines Snoopy was certain that this was the end When the Baron cried out, "Merry Christmas, mein friend!"

Loneliness is the cloak you wearA deep shade of blue is always thereThe sun ain't gonna shine anymoreThe moon ain't gonna rise in the skyThe tears are always clouding your eyesWhen you're without love, baby

Every day I get in the queue (too much, Magic Bus) To get on the bus that takes me to you (too much, Magic Bus) I'm so nervous, I just sit and smile (too much, Magic Bus) You house is only another mile (too much, Magic Bus) Thank you, driver, for getting me here (too much, Magic Bus) You'll be an inspector, have no fear (too much, Magic Bus) I don't want to cause no fuss (too much, Magic Bus) But can I buy your Magic Bus? (too much, Magic Bus) I don't care how much I pay (too much, Magic Bus) I want to drive my bus to my baby each day (too much, Magic Bus)

Well, this crooked little man and his crooked little smile Took his crooked sixpence and he walked a crooked mile Bought some crooked nails and a crooked little bat Tried to fix his roof with a rat-tat-tat-tat-tat Oh, no, don't let the rain come down (Ah, ah) Oh, no, don't let the rain come down (Ah, ah) Oh, no, don't let the rain come down My roof's got a hole in it and I might drown Oh, yes, my roof's got a hole in it and I might drown

Crazy, but that's how it goes Millions of people living as foes Maybe it's not too late To learn how to love and forget how to hate Mental wounds not healing Life's a bitter shame I'm going off the rails on a crazy train I'm going off the rails on a crazy train

I knew my rent was gon' be later 'bout a week ago I work my ass off But I still can't pay it though But I got just enough To get off in this club Have me a good time, before my time is up Hey, let's get it now Ooh I want the time of my life Oh baby ooh give me the time of my life Hey, hey, hey Let's get it now

Started watching The Handmaid’s Tale on Hulu. It has the secretive feel of The Americans. You’re never sure of who can be trusted. It really hits home on what could happen if religious extremists got control in a crisis, especially in today’s climate.

Something feels so strange tonight It's not wrong but it's just not right Some hidden complications, fill me with hesiatation and it gets so dark in here I can't see through doubts and fears Walled in by expectation, I need a deviation Change in perspective, alternative view To help me see clearly, observe something new All I want is a window to look through All I need is a window to look through It's the only thing that I really wanna do anyway

Maybe he’s one of the space pirates that Texas Senator Ted Cruz is worried about.

Usually the issue is finding good wings.

We’ve gone to Cape May, NJ for the past 20 years. On the southern tip of NJ. Where we stay is across the street from the Atlantic Ocean beach. Quiet place to relax without big crowds. Wildwood and its boardwalk with amusement and water parks is just a short drive north. And there’s actually a pizza place we found that has good pizza and wings.