Well here's the thing. I'm a pie face. During this stand-off with Mom over a new "whirly thing" she has backed off in the pie department. The message was fairly clear - Make yer own then. I thought about the neighbor lady who comes in second at the fair, behind Mom, for the best pies, yes pies with an s, every kind. For once in my life, I thought that through to the end and came to the unmistakable conclusion, I would be dead meat. So I made a pie without any kind of "whirly thing" involved.. Mom laughed and judged it might come in 27th at the fair but I discovered something. 27th place still tastes better than nothin'. I have eaten some pies from the fair after the judging is over and I'm thinking my pie would surely have come in just under 20th place not just under 30th place. I can play the game a bit longer with Mom but you gotta know, she's gettin' a fancy electric "whirly thing" pretty soon. Maybe even in a couple days. I kinda miss those first place pies.
Cheers,
Jack
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