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midgetqueen: Wasn't it a hell of a time?
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Thursday, January 20, 2011. Wasn't it a hell of a time? So, through an awesome and random last-minute turn of events (a new friend's friend bailed at the last minute), I wound up getting to go to the Indy 500 yesterday. And, although it was long and sometimes wet, the experience was definitely one for the memory books. Wow, the terrific noise! The excitement, the roar of the crowds! The sights, the smells, the epicness of the mullet-hunting expedition! Cheers for all the drivers, crew, and safety workers...
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midgetqueen: I really, really wish I could be surprised by this.
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Thursday, January 20, 2011. I really, really wish I could be surprised by this. Those pretty little "In God We Trust" plates have cost the Indiana highway fund over $1.5 million so far, according to the Terre Haute Tribune-Star. A new state law that passed overwhelmingly in the Indiana General Assembly last year called on the BMV to issue the new plates beginning this year and to make them available to passenger vehicles, trucks with a gross weight of 11,000 pounds or less and recreational vehicles.
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Art Court: Magic-Invisible Mark
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midgetqueen: In which I dream of a world where men didn't have the power to scare the fuck out of me
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Thursday, January 20, 2011. In which I dream of a world where men didn't have the power to scare the fuck out of me. The subject of this post started out innocently enough. I got home from work and, since I need to get more exercise, decided to go for a walk. In the 3 miles or so it takes to walk down the road to 86th and back, I got 3 honks, 2 whistles, one catcall, and countless leers. Nothing I haven't had to handle on a daily basis anyway, simply by virtue of being female. Him: How you doin', pretty?
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midgetqueen: January 2011
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Thursday, January 20, 2011. Dear Evansville: Ignorance and disinformation don't stop abortions. However, Evansville's economic makeup is such that those who cannot afford healthcare probably outnumber those who can. What's out there for people like this? I know a lot of USI students who live on campus, don't have a car, and would have a HELL of a time getting to the East Side. Ditto for West Side and downtown-ish area folks who just plain can't afford to own cars. No The information box was bigger than t...
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midgetqueen: Dear Evansville: Ignorance and disinformation don't stop abortions.
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Thursday, January 20, 2011. Dear Evansville: Ignorance and disinformation don't stop abortions. However, Evansville's economic makeup is such that those who cannot afford healthcare probably outnumber those who can. What's out there for people like this? I know a lot of USI students who live on campus, don't have a car, and would have a HELL of a time getting to the East Side. Ditto for West Side and downtown-ish area folks who just plain can't afford to own cars. No The information box was bigger than t...
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midgetqueen: Indy needs to friggin' get real.
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Thursday, January 20, 2011. Indy needs to friggin' get real. I've been kicking this recent occurrence around in my head for a while, and even a week after the fact it still makes me mad-ish. No, make that downright angry. But somehow, still laughing just because it is so damn absurd. What the hell is this, 1960? But what did I see upon approaching check-out? A huge supply of booze, right on the impulse rack! Nothing wrong with a few drinks done responsibly. And nobody's going to breathe down your nec...