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The Raccoon Bird,Tiramasu and the I-Pad 4


    Hey, everyone. There was a strange, but cool, bird hanging out on my deck today. It would not move, even when we walked within a foot of it. It had a mask like a raccoon, though I suspect it was not a raccoon due to the wings. Note the yellow tail. We thought it might be laying eggs or warming them, but I didn't feel justified in lifting it up to look. I noticed a blob of white underneath it and wondered if I had spilled some white paint during the painting of the bannisters. When Carley was taking pictures of the unfortunate creature, I teased her about being a paparazzi and how the bird probably felt victimized by her attentions. All is well, however, as the bird is still ensconced in the same spot.
    We went out to eat today. We ate at a place called Ruby Tuesday's. I had soup and salad and some Asian Dumplings. They had chopped chicken, carrots and other mystery things inside a grilled bread crust. Different. We split two deserts because we couldn't make up our minds. We had Tiramasu, which was a first for me, and a chocolate cake with hot fudge in the center. There was also ice cream and strawberries on the plate. Serious nutrition.
    We stopped by Best Buy and checked out the new I-Pad Mini. It felt weird in my hands after handling full-size Padsters every day for several years. It was light and the display was okay, though not as good as my I-Pad 3, of course, since it has the retina display. Those long-time readers are doubtless saying, "Ahah! This is where he says that he bought the new I-Pad 4. I knew he'd have to have it!" Au contraire, mon ami. I did, in fact, resist temptation, but here's the interesting part. They actually had minis and full-size available. The only thing sold out was the 16 GB size of the I-Pad Mini. They had all sizes of the new I-Pad, the I-Pad 4 with the A6x chip, available. There was no line. It surprised me after witnessing the apple feeding frenzies of the past several years.
    Hey, gamers. Did you think I had forsaken you? Not. You should go to the friendly neighborhood app store and download a title called Warm Gun. It is free, as we speak, and a fun little shooter. I did a review on it at some point. Also, there is a game that has turned free called Wimp: Who Stole My Pants. This game is a bit of an oddity. It was named, at first, Wimp: Who Stole My Panties, but I guess that must have sounded too racy, so they changed it. You travel through a sewer, it appears, collecting rolls of toilet paper. In answer to your righteous question, I am not kidding. It is cute, and different, unlike me; I am just different. Ha, ha.
     I paid 99 centabos for a space shooter called Arc Squadron. It is an introductory price. The game appears to have good graphics and if it is wonderful, I will give a full review. You fly a spaceship and blast aliens. Speaking of which, did you see where George Lucas sold his Star Wars franchise for 4 Billion or something? I think it's cool that they will now have three more Star Wars movies.
    Hey, y'all. Try a game called Punch Quest. It is cool and fun for an endless runner. Also, I am playing Aftermath, an apocalyptic zombie shooter with a weird principle. You roam dark streets with a flashlight. If a zombie is touched by the light your gun automatically starts shooting him. Odd, right?
    Well, I want to finish my James Lee Burke novel so I must bid you goodbye, from the author's green retreat.
  

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