Although I suspect the majority is done manually around there and not online, Happy Birthday to "The Racine Mirror:" https://theracinemirror.wordpress.com/ "The Mirror" is one of those free magazines that you find at food store doorways, most gas 'n' go joints, etc.
I got my printed copy at Mialecki's Piggly Wiggly yesterday. Eight years, just like the JT Iregulars became earlier this year. No, that's not fair. They are much happier.
Saturday, September 10, 2016
Friday, September 9, 2016
Four for Fridays!
It just seems like the weeks keep going quicker I just can not believe it is Friday already. I hope everyone had a good week. Here are your questions.
1) Do you like to do your shopping online or go to the stores?
2) When you do your shopping at the stores do you like to go during the day or in the evening?
3) When you do go to the stores do you have a hard time finding what you are looking for?
4) Do you have to travel far to get to the stores?
I hope you have a great weekend!
1) Do you like to do your shopping online or go to the stores?
2) When you do your shopping at the stores do you like to go during the day or in the evening?
3) When you do go to the stores do you have a hard time finding what you are looking for?
4) Do you have to travel far to get to the stores?
I hope you have a great weekend!
Thursday, September 8, 2016
Happy Birthday Okie!
Wednesday, September 7, 2016
"HobNob is finalist in supper club online vote"
From The Journal Times.com:
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"SOMERS — HobNob Restaurant & Cocktail Lounge is one of 20 state restaurants in the Travel Wisconsin Supper Club Showdown, an online voting contest.
"Wisconsin’s state tourism agency invites people to vote for their favorite to win the Travel Wisconsin Supper Club Showdown Champion title. As of Wednesday afternoon, HobNob, 277 S. Sheridan Road, was No. 11 on the leader board with Schwarz’s Supper Club of New Holstein leading.
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"SOMERS — HobNob Restaurant & Cocktail Lounge is one of 20 state restaurants in the Travel Wisconsin Supper Club Showdown, an online voting contest.
"Wisconsin’s state tourism agency invites people to vote for their favorite to win the Travel Wisconsin Supper Club Showdown Champion title. As of Wednesday afternoon, HobNob, 277 S. Sheridan Road, was No. 11 on the leader board with Schwarz’s Supper Club of New Holstein leading.
"People can vote at www.travelwisconsin.com/supper-club-showdown. Voting ends Sept. 30."
Read more: http://journaltimes.com/business/local/hobnob-is-finalist-in-supper-club-online-vote/article_22f89882-f63b-5b3f-a3a9-b7bbb0a02648.html
Related: https://thehobnob.com/
Read more: http://journaltimes.com/business/local/hobnob-is-finalist-in-supper-club-online-vote/article_22f89882-f63b-5b3f-a3a9-b7bbb0a02648.html
Related: https://thehobnob.com/
Dear Madame Zoltar
I'm so sorry. I forgot about today's blog. I blame Labor Day. I don't know what day it is . if you do, please let me know at madamezoltar@jtirregulars.com. I love you all. Please have a safe week.
Tuesday, September 6, 2016
"A Category Pour"
I’m Art Kumbalek and man oh manischewitz what a world, ain’a? So listen, I hear another Labor Day holiday has come and gone, that day when we honor the workingman by pissing the day away drinking beer in the backyard or a picnic park somewheres. How ’bout next year instead we pay tribute by working twice as hard and twice as long that day? Yeah, that’s what I thought.
But so here we are, September, what the fock. I’ve been trying to cool my heels for this month since April, and now finally I hear my favorite season coming up the stairs to knock on my door, I kid you not.
And speaking of the fall, I also hear we got an election coming up right around the bend and that the Democrats have a shot at taking back control of the Congress’ Senate chamber. Which reminds me of a little story:
So this guy rubs a genie out of a lamp who says he’ll grant the guy one wish. “I want to live forever,” the guy says. “No can do,” genie says. “I’m not allowed to grant wishes like that.”
“Dang. OK, then I wish that I want to die after Congress gets their heads out of their asses,” the guy says.
“You crafty bastard,” says the genie.
Anyways, my time here this week is tighter than Superman’s leotard. Next week I plan to dish out some sound advice as to which way you ought to vote come November. And if you don’t think I’m able to pass out swell and constructive advice, let me give you an illuminating example from some years back when I was the Shepherd’s advice columnist for one week. It went something like this:
I’ve been having this problem of
hearing voices in my head. For example, just the other night I’m in bed lying
next to a certain female, and a voice inside my head says, “Relax...you’re not
the first doctor to sleep with one of his patients.” But then a few minutes
later, I hear another voice reminding me, “Richard, you’re a veterinarian, for
crying out loud.” Can you please make these voices stop?
Doctor
Not Feel Good
Jeez louise, pally. Hearing
voices can be a bitch, I tell you, ’cause who the heck knows where that kind of
nutbag stuff may lead, ain’a? In far, far too many cases of voice-hearing I’ve
heard about over the years, seems one day some guy’s hearing voices, the next
day he’s out carving up Cub Scouts, I kid you not. I’m no expert when it comes
to hearing voices, but listen up ’cause I got two words for you: Ear focking
plugs. OK, maybe that’s three words. Sue me.
But Richard, before you get the
earplugs, please allow my voice to remind you that no matter what one’s
profession may be, remember that one is allowed to have a personal life. From
your letter, I can only assume that yours includes a sexual attraction
to—perhaps even preference for—another species. In this conservative Christian
voodoo age, a regular guy can feel like he ought to get fried at the stake just
for checking out JC Penney’s latest bra ad.
I admire the courage inherent in
the matter-of-fact manner in which you describe your problem—that is, you
understand that your problem is not the fact that you’re boning a Doberman, or
sheep, or even a goddamn chimpanzee for all I know; no sir, that’s not your
“problem.” Your problem is simply only with these voices you hear. Good.
Cripes, I know I don’t think I
could take the raised eyebrows the New Puritans would give me if I showed up at
a cocktail party or after-hours business function and my date was a focking
barnyard animal. And you must remember this: If you ever begin to feel blue
from any kind of harassment like that, I can only suggest patience. Remember
that medical science makes a bunch of breakthroughs every day, even as I speak.
It may seem like only yesterday—when, in fact, it wasn’t—that it seemed really
unusual and focking weird that guys could go to Sweden and come back as gals.
Read more:: http://shepherdexpress.com/article-28393-a-category-pour.html
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