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It's a chiweenie!

You learn something new every day.

This morning, we met Alissa and Nate at Locale for lunch. Sitting on Nate's lap was their little dog, Riley who is always happy to see new people. 
"Guess what Nate did." Alissa said as we pulled up chairs. 
"What?"
"He did a DNA test on Riley."
"Really," I said as I stifled a laugh. "Did it confirm that she was a dog?"
"Yes it did."
Alissa added, "You should have seen him Dad. He swabbed her mouth and everything. "
"So seriously Nate. Why did you want to do a DNA test? To find out who the father is?"
Nate laughed. "No ... But I did find out she is part chihuahua and part dachshund."
"She's a chiweenie!" Alissa said. 
That explains the accent!

I Really Don't Care

Last night Deb and I went to dinner downtown. Deb's twin Dennie was there with husband Tom, along with good friends Ray and Jeri.

We got this enormous table in the back surrounded by cushions. Girls on one side and guys on the other. The table had to be 8 feet wide and 12 feet long. We had to text each other to have a conversation. 
As the night went on, there were common themes. The women talked about how the guys didn't pay attention when they had stories to tell and the guys countered with how confusing their stories were. It was all lighthearted until Debbie  dropped the bomb ... 
"Well my husband takes the prize when I start to tell him a real estate story. He did it just the other day. He stopped me in the middle of my story and said ... Debbie I really don't care." 
Dennie and Jeri glared at me saying ..."How could you say that ... That's terrible..." 
Tom and Ray high fived me and called me their hero. (Until Ray noticed Jeri glaring at him…

A Fractured Fairy Tale (Don and Hill make plans)

Okay ... I rarely get political but the last few weeks I've had Convention Hangover so I just had to write a little pretend story that might have set the stage for our two candidates:

Trump Boardroom (2013)  Donald Trump leans across his desk. "Say ... Paul (Manafort) ... I'm going to be President of the United States."
"Sure you are Mr. Trump".
"Seriously. I figured out how to do it. It's easy." Trump sits back in his kingly board chair and clasps his fingers together. "Paul ... What do people really want."
"Um ... To be happy?"
"No not really. They want to tell inappropriate jokes about minorities and not apologize for it."
"I think there's more to life than that."
"Not for those people. And those people make up the majority of people in our country. I'm the guy that can give them that!"
"With all due respect Mr. Trump I think that being president is a little more complicated.&q…

Condo Madness

Last night I was driving back from Tampa and Debbie called me.

"Bruce was just on the phone with me and he wants our combination to the lock so he can latch the door ...."

"Okay ... wait ... Bruce? Who is Bruce and what door are we talking about?"

"Sorry. Bruce lives below us at the beach condo and apparently the workmen left the door to the supply closet unlatched when they were sandblasting the floors and now it's banging against the railing so he wants me to give him our front door combination so he can go into our unit and close it."

"I don't even know Bruce. Was he the guy who came upstairs when Lee and her friends were staying there to tell them they were too noisy when they moved the furniture?"

"Yep he's the one. Actually it was Bruce's wife. She gave Lee those little adhesive furniture feet cushion things to put on the chairs."

"Nazis! No I don't want him to go into our condo without us. I'll driv…

England Epilogue

Of course I couldn't leave England with having one interesting airline story.

My seat mate was a nice lady who was interested in talking to me throughout our 9 hour flight to Tampa!
"Do you know how to work this TV set?" "Sure" I gave her an extensive lesson on using the remote. 
Ten minutes later ... "I can't get this to fast forward. I accidentally hit rewind" " Hit this button. See ... It says fast forward." "Will you do it?" "Um ... Okay."  "Wait that's too far ... Wait I've seen this part ... Wait that's it."
She watched the rest of the movie with her nose literally two inches from the screen. 
A few minutes later ... "Can you let me out? I need to ... Oh you know ... Hee hee."
That happened three more times. 
I had my headphones on the entire flight and occasionally pointed to them thinking the international sign for "cannot hear" would dissuade her. 
Right!

Headed Home!

The trip to the airport was four hours by car. Left at 6AM to catch a flight at 11:45 out of Gatwick in London. 
Simon was the driver. Great guy and made the trip interesting. We took the countryside roads because it was Sumday morning and very little traffic. 
Passed Stonehenge. Looked smaller than I thought it would but it was probably a few miles away from the road.  
I'm pretty tired. 
Airport is packed. Been a long week ... Can't wait to sleep in my own bed. In just about 10 hours I'll be there! 
Cheerio!





Exeter Last Day

Exeter is truly a beautiful place. It finally stopped raining here and the sun kind of peeked out so I saw some historic and remarkable buildings. 


Back home, an old building might be built in 1950. Here, it might be 1590 or even just 50. 


Unfortunately, the elevators were built around the same time and require manual operation (or 5 flights of stairs if someone forgets to close the gate). 
Last night, the Vice Chancellor hosted a dinner at his house and it was truly spectacular. He has a "Sir" before his name so you would expect nothing less. 

The dining table had its own enclosure in the garden with grape vines framing the room. 
Very impressive. 
This afternoon there is a Garden Party, held on the campus grounds. The dress for that is "lounging suits". I looked it up. Lounging suits look just like regular suits except they are tailored for guys who wear Children's size 14 slim. 
I'm more a 65 Husky. 
But I'm wearing my official Exeter pin!  "I s…

Marmite ... Ugh!

I'm at breakfast this morning at the Royal Clarence Hotel in Exeter. Nothing Royal about it that I can tell. "Lovely old place" as the Brits would say.

I tried Marmite just now. It is the worst tasting stuff I have ever tasted. Run if you're in England and see it on your plate. Lots of vitamins apparently but gag worthy to say the least. I just read it was banned in Denmark. 
Banned in Denmark???