...but I thought it would get me treats. For the record, today is not my birthday, merely a day in which my car ceased to work on me and Alaskans forgot how to drive to such an extent that I spent over two hours getting into Anchorage this morning.
Which reminds me--Alaskans really need to get off their sorry collective asses in endorsing a commuter train between Anchorage and the Valley, instead of whining about how high gas prices are.
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Wednesday, April 16, 2008
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