  OK,  so allow me to be political for a moment. nbsp;  I'm enjoying the coverage of the Democratic National Convention,  but why,  in the name of Elvis do you have to put Big Dog on at 10: 30? nbsp;  Loved Al Gore ( the duly- elected president of the United States)  enjoyed the women senators ( and believe me,
 Ms.  Mikluski takes shit off noone)  prayed to the deities that the changed lyrics to " Proud Mary"  aren't going to be the Kerry/ Edwards theme song,  and I loved the Cow- Town tunes.
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 But a girl should not have to wait until 10: 30 to catch a glimpse of that pinup for chubby brunettes everywhere,  Bill " Big Dog"  Clinton.
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 Seriously.  Anyway.  I have to go back to work tomorrow,
 and deal with the Big Bopper in all her bipolar glory.
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 I am not looking forward to this.  Kellog is looking for an HR assistant,  which I could do with my eyes closed,  so I may have to try for there.
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 They'll certainly have decent benes,  and I find it unlikely that I'd make less than I do now anywhere.
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 I'll keep you posted.  On the bright side,  A. C.  Moore had sock yarn marked down to ridiculously low prices,
 so I snagged some Magic Stripes-  they didn't have sufficient quantities of Pattons in colors I liked.
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 I got some nice rosewood needles too,  marked down to $ 5. 00 a pair-  I snagged a 5 &  7,  and will go back for more later,  if I like them.
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 woo!  Also,  Michaels charges faaaaaaaar too much for Linea kits,  and pearl cotton.
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 Just saying.
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 Still lookin' for the Big Dog.
