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Jan. 7th, 2006 12:34 amA large and grateful tip o' the hat to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
zeppomarx for the suggestion of using EditPad Lite. EditPad Lite (a freebie, btw) accurately displayed all of the XML encoding that was somehow inserted into this message and also was able to cleanly identify -- and replace -- all of the garbage characters. Two more search & replaces to swap out the XML coding for a "<" and ">" and this entry was cleaned up and ready to go.
Now, I only wish it was worth the wait.
Morning After Snowman
December 2005 Raleigh, NC
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[This entry was started back before Christmas and sat, untouched, for close to two weeks. Instead of tossing it and writing something brief -- who me? -- I'll let this part go along as originally planned]
First, a word about the image above. The kids next door, Brittany and Brad, have a strong desire to dominate the neighborhood with their Christmas displays. Regular readers will recall that Brittany wasn't too pleased that I had our lights on before anyone else on the block. (And, having learned their weakness for custom, i.e. 'No lights before Thanksgiving', I'll be sure to exploit it for the foreseeable future)
What I haven't mentioned his her regular inflatable lawn decorations for a variety of holidays throughout the year. Now, I understand her enjoyment of All Things Holidays but just because someone makes an inflatable lawn decoration and just because someone else chooses to sell those inflatable lawn decorations that doesn't make them worth owning or displaying.
Factor in the additional fact that the kids next door are seemingly the only ones in their social circle who own their own house and are, therefore, the regular hosts of monthly parties where considerable drinking goes on and the image takes on some additional significance. Granted, we have yet to wake up to one of their friends passed out on their lawn, but the common sight of their inflatable snowman looking passed out on their lawn most mornings these days was too good to pass up.
As for Christmas, and what it has to do with this fellow to the right, just ( click on through to the other side... )
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zeppomarx for the suggestion of using EditPad Lite. EditPad Lite (a freebie, btw) accurately displayed all of the XML encoding that was somehow inserted into this message and also was able to cleanly identify -- and replace -- all of the garbage characters. Two more search & replaces to swap out the XML coding for a "<" and ">" and this entry was cleaned up and ready to go.Now, I only wish it was worth the wait.
[This entry was started back before Christmas and sat, untouched, for close to two weeks. Instead of tossing it and writing something brief -- who me? -- I'll let this part go along as originally planned]
First, a word about the image above. The kids next door, Brittany and Brad, have a strong desire to dominate the neighborhood with their Christmas displays. Regular readers will recall that Brittany wasn't too pleased that I had our lights on before anyone else on the block. (And, having learned their weakness for custom, i.e. 'No lights before Thanksgiving', I'll be sure to exploit it for the foreseeable future)
What I haven't mentioned his her regular inflatable lawn decorations for a variety of holidays throughout the year. Now, I understand her enjoyment of All Things Holidays but just because someone makes an inflatable lawn decoration and just because someone else chooses to sell those inflatable lawn decorations that doesn't make them worth owning or displaying.
Factor in the additional fact that the kids next door are seemingly the only ones in their social circle who own their own house and are, therefore, the regular hosts of monthly parties where considerable drinking goes on and the image takes on some additional significance. Granted, we have yet to wake up to one of their friends passed out on their lawn, but the common sight of their inflatable snowman looking passed out on their lawn most mornings these days was too good to pass up.
As for Christmas, and what it has to do with this fellow to the right, just ( click on through to the other side... )...
