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<\/p>\nYou might have to be related, or you might have to have been there, or you might have to be in the mood we were in yesterday, to find these funny. So be it.<\/p>\n
Cell phone call to Matt.<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Hey, Dad, what\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s up?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00c3\u00abWhere are you?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153In the Garment District.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
I hung up and turned to Diane. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153The Garment District? In Boston? Where is that?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Give the boy a car and you never know where he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll go. It wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t until Matt and friends arrived home late last night, and Hil Burgin walked in wearing a satin red jacket with pink sunglasses, that I learned the Garment District is a store that sells clothes from the 60\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s, 70\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s and 80\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s.
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We visited with Kate and her parents yesterday. Kate had been to a Taco Bell and, still hungry, was in search of another. Maybe a rumbling stomach reminded her, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Oh my gosh, I have to write a paper about being digested.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d <\/p>\n
We drove home, had our dinner and then stopped by to see Flo, who continues to chafe at her new lifestyle. <\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I was talking to Lois today. I asked her, \u00c3\u00abWhat do they call us?\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 \u00e2\u20ac\u0153
\nFlo could hardly end the sentence, she was laughing so hard, and she almost couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t get the punch line out. <\/p>\n
Diane and I were both thinking, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153residents.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n
\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Lois said, \u00c3\u00abInmates.\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 \u00e2\u20ac\u0153<\/p>\n
Matt, Daryl and I worked yesterday to change the front pads on Matt\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Honda. We broke loose the impossibly tight, rusted bolts holding the calipers to the rotor, pulled the old pads off, but found the new ones wouldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t fit. As in, they were a different shape. I thought about using my grinder to customize a fit, and Daryl thought about removing old parts of the caliper that were in the way, but maybe we both heard Matt\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s thoughts, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Hey, don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t be fu*king with my brakes.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n We put the old pads back on, promised to get together next Saturday to finish the job with the correct pads, and then I took the Honda out for a screeching skid test. Just to be sure we put them back on correctly. They are, after all, my son\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s fu*king brakes, and he was about to drive all the way to the Garment District.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" You might have to be related, or you might have to have been there, or you might have to be in the mood we were in yesterday, to find these funny. So be it. Cell phone call to Matt. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Hey, … Continue reading ![\"sarah_guys_sm.jpg\"](\"https:\/\/mainecourse.com\/mt\/archives\/images\/sarah_guys_sm.jpg\")
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\nThere are more wedding photos to come, but I have to finish with Emily Hopkins’s wedding pics.<\/p>\n
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