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This is the scene outside my kitchen window this morning at 9AM. It’s my new neighbors once a year all weekend garage sale blowout (neighbors get 10% off). It sounds like a carnival from where I sit. Knowing that this mad parade of desperate junk junkies would drive us to take extreme measures this weekend, the missis and I are taking off to Chicago for the weekend, where we hope to: see some fall midwest color, visit I94 roadside attractions, hit the IKEA, make a few purchases at Dustygroove, and paint up the big windy city.

Not sure if I’ll be able to find a good bar to watch the Twins hopefully turn the series around tonight, but I’m feeling optimistic even after last nights heartbreaking loss.