It was 75 degrees in Los Angeles on Christmas Eve, but we paid for the balmy weather with sustained winds that reminded me of the tornadic activity back home. Don't believe me? See below:
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The Cubs will return in April to, well, start all over again. Happy New Year!
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- Dave
- I'm a writer. I'm an author. (Wait, isn't that the same thing? Oh, never mind.) I'm a Cubs fan (the cross I must bear). I'm a liver transplant recipient (the greatest favor in the world). I'm a professional smartass. I make a mean plate of scrambled eggs.
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