I'm a squishy, sentimental guy.
I got lucky and married a chocoholic. But not just any chocoholic-a See's chocoholic. It makes shopping for her easy.
Wedding anniversaries: See's chocolates. Birthdays: See's chocolates. Christmas: See's chocolates. Whatever: See's chocolates.
I even have a well worn preprinted tiny list of her favorite See's chocolates that she gave me years ago and which I carry in my wallet like a medical emergency card. Two stars means she especially likes these, so double up on them if there's extra room in the box. It's perfect. I don't even have to worry my pretty little head over which kinds of See's chocolates to buy.
When we went back to Boston, did we visit the historical sites? Nope. We did a tour of all the tiny, one-off chocolate shops--clinging so closely to the North Shore coast that you have to fight with the lobsters to get into the stores which are interleaved between the fried clam shops--just to see if any of them compared to See's. They didn't. Not in Ms. Queen of See's Chocolates expert opinion. But, she's a California girl, so that may explain the tilt toward See's.
Anyway, if you're married to a See's chocoholic take my advice, don't waste your time on some of the mom and pop chocolatiers north of Boston. But, if she hasn't yet settled on her favorite chocolates, they might be worth a visit. And, if you don't like tiny chocolates that need to be daintily picked up between your thumb and forefinger as though they might break, and then to be slowly savored as though you're experiencing heaven, leave her there and go next door and have a manly fistful of fried clams and french fries all cooked in lard or other appropriate grease--now, that is heaven! Hell, they're so good that you'll eat the whole bunch before she even finishes her first chocolate and even knows that you've gone next door.
It's a wonder that my wife stays so thin, I mean with all those See's chocolates and after having all those kids. Well, it's not really a wonder. I keep her chopping wood, digging holes, changing the oil in my car, changing tires, changing engines in our cars, roofing the house, fixing the plumbing.
As we experiment and move toward a more drought resistant yard, I've got to get her working on digging out the old plants and putting in new ones. I'm thinking August 5th might be a good day to get her out there doing that. I hope it's not too hot on that day. Well, I can always bring her some cold water every couple of hours and maybe hose her down. And, if she can't get all the work done during the day, I'll hold a light for her at night while she works. I'm sentimental that way.
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DAILY PILOT ARTICLE ABOUT A HOMELESS GUY BOTHERING WOMEN AND KIDS IN COSTA MESA
I'm linking to this story because of this comment below the story:
Mark Gund · Top Commenter
Don't worry, Black people. If the guy wants to teach that subject, he's probably a self-hater and will only be White on the outside.
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Video from all angles (1:14 min.) [LINK FIXED]
Hopefully, the White woman has learned a lesson about staying safe in the future.
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