If I was a kid, I would so love Chuck E. Cheese. My kids do. Plus they have skeeball and I am a Skeeball Superstar. I could play it all day long and keep handing my tickets off to any child standing by. I don't need no stinkin' tickets.

I do need help.

Yet, I loathe Chuck E. Cheese. I've been to enough birthday parties and playgroup outings there to know it's the Temple of Doom. If you're not careful it will suck your soul and wallet dry. Every trip we've made there has been, well...doomed....

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Last spring we bought a composter. It's kind of cute really, like a black plastic mini Space Shuttle with a big lid on top. It was shiny. It was heavily subsidized by our city government, I mean cheap. It was love at first sight...heavy sigh...

Well, let me confess a little something here. The thrill is gone. I'm no longer smitten. I've moved on...

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The Stupid Police live in my home. By that I don't mean we have dumb law enforcement officers taking up residence, although the Dumb Police live here, too. Sound a bit "Who's on First" to you? I thought it might. I'll try to explain....

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I've noticed a lot of 80s nostalgia going on lately. A friend recently sent this to me and it was too good not to share. I narrowed it down to my favorites and of course had to add some comments of my own. I can never just leave well enough alone.

(If you're too young to remember any of these, please just move along. Hand me a tissue on the way, would ya? sniff)

You know you're a child of the 80s if:

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