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Cars vs. trees
bluebird of bitterness
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Home sweet home
Bob's sister Hannah
Bob's sister Ada
Bob's brother Otto
Bob's sister Eve
Bob's sister Nan
A baby picture of Bob and his siblings (clockwise from upper left: Otto, Eve, Hannah, Ada, Bob, and Nan)
Bob's childhood home
Bob's mom and dad
Bob in his youth
Bob's cousin Alphonse
Bob's Uncle Ralph and Aunt Edna
Bob's cousin Archibald
Bob's stepbrother Herbie (who really needs to quit smoking)
Bob's cousin Chester
Bob's Great Uncle Norbert and Great Aunt Phyllis
Bob's cousin Saffron (who will do anything for a drink)
Bob's cousin Thorndike
Bob's brother-in-law Vinnie
Bob's cousin Orville, who loves the Green Bay Packers
Bob's nieces Lulu and Bitsy, the biker chicks
Bob's stepsister Eloise, with the twins, Rudy and Trudy
Bob's Uncle Henry and Aunt Rowena
Bob's niece Esmerelda (who likes to live dangerously)
Bob's Great Uncle Arthur up in Saskatchewan
Bob's cousin Louie, the grackle of grumpiness
Miss Screech, Bob's journalism teacher
Bob's nephew Winthrop, who loves sports
Bob's Uncle Seymour and Aunt Bernice
Bob's second cousin Schlomo in Brooklyn
Bob's nephew Baxter
Bob's cousin Darrell
Nigel, Bob's pen pal in New Zealand
Bob's sister-in-law Delphine, who volunteers at the animal shelter
Percy the Pickpocket, Bob's third cousin once removed (the relative no one likes to talk about... every family has one)
The Bluebird of Happiness™ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
A pair of tits (in case the boobies were insufficiently titillating)
Bluebird Bitter™, the beer they named for Bob
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bluebird of bitterness 
[…] Cars vs. trees […]
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Those are great. Really liked fail/win/fail. But I can compete with the “luckiest car owner.”
We had a 100+yo oak with two mighty forks that died last Spring. One fork fell and branches hit in front of and behind my truck, with just the tiniest little ding on the door. Also branches just inches away from a large window on the house. Lucky all around.
Not long after, the other fork broke and fell… again with branches in front of and behind my truck. A much more serious dent on the back door of the truck, but still enormously lucky. Came ‘way too close to “goose” above.
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Holy guacamole! Did you take pictures of it?
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Hi, bob. We’ve been on the road; delayed my replying.
I managed to recall that I posted pictures and my inflated telling about the fall of the first half of the oak.
Besides a lot of greenery, you can see my then-hairy face, m’ li’l red truck, and a glimpse of our faithful doggeh! Had a good trip, but glad to be home with m’good boy.
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