Nine days later, Sabrina's grandparents knew the end was near. They called Matt. He held her hand through the night. Sabrina died in her sleep, with the boy who loved her with all his heart by her side.
Before her body was taken away, Matt kissed her gently on the head.
"Thank you for saving me," he told her.
If that doesn't get you, you have no heart.
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Sometimes Chicagoans have a funny definition of what makes up a "nice" neighborhood:
“It’s a quiet corner most of the time, other than the regular drug and gang activity,” said a worker at a nearby shop.
It's bad enough I can play Mahjong on my laptop and waste hours at a time. I am NOT putting it on my Kindle, even if it is half price for a limited time...
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I swiped this from Amy Alkon, who freely swiped it from a regular commenter. I went to Spokeo, and by golly there was some very outdated information that I really would rather hadn't been out there. (And, thanks to Amy's timely posting, it's gone now.)
Go look yourself up. If you find yourself, click on the link, copy the URL, and then follow the steps outlined in Amy's post if you don't want your personal info out there on the interwebs for all to find.
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Belly Laugh of the Day:
I'll never hear the phrase, "I know what I'm doing" again without bursting into laughter without anyone within earshot having a clue why.
No doubt Obama sees himself akin to a coach at halftime when the team is down in the score, talking tough to the players to motivate them. But he is not a coach; he is actually the star player. And voters are not team members, they are observers who don’t like what they see.
But don’t take my word for it; listen to some voices on the left, including David Dayen, who writes:
"…I’ve never seen a politician run an election with the message “Don’t be stupid, quit your bitching and vote for me.”… There’s a reason that strategy has never been employed: because it’s so insane to think that open berating would inspire a voter to action."
President Tin-Ear's beginning to sound (and look) like a pissy, prissy old headmistress in a second rate girls school, and he's losing traction on both the right and the left. _____