Fat Men in New York

It is nearly time for the jolly fat man to arrive at Macy's in New York. DG was there a couple of weeks ago. We are headed to warmer climates to spend a few days with DG's parents.

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Old Friends

I stopped by to say Hi to some old freinds one day. They are so warm and fuzzy!

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All Aboard!

Amtrak has extended the discount fares on the Northeast Regional Service, less the $100 round trip on selected trains to New York or Boston. Maybe DG will take me someplace interesting again.

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Third time is the charm

This is my third attempt to post, blogger keeps eating my post. DG wanted to go to Times Square for New Years Eve, do you think we are a little early?

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Fashion week

It was fashion week my style in Braynt Park in New York last weekend. The skating rink opened, just like in the old country, people dressing up in their finest and sliding around on the ice. It helped that it was 60 degrees.

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Bright Lights - Big City

Oh my, what bright lights and a big city. I had never been to Times Square before. It was not New Years Eve, but a good time seemed to be had by all.

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Money - Money - Money

I stopped by Wall Street on Thursday to check on the Money. Why? Because I had never been there and had allways dreamed of visting there. It is a nice place, but the police officer with the machine gun was staring at me kind of funny. I assure him I am a peaceful penguin in search of funding for Penguin Airlines all Zepplin service.

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TR Checks out Dartmouth

Dartmouth is in a cute little New England town on the boarder between Vermont and New Hampshire. Kind of the middle of nowhere. We had a nice burrito and wandered about for a little while. One thing I noticed was all of the women appeared to be anorexic. There must not be any fish in the White River.

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The Farmers Dinner

Vermont should have great food, in the tradition of the Minute Man Cafe'.

I would bet that fried chicken is involved, not for me, too much like a member of the family.

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Cue the Newhart Show theme music

I enjoyed the old Bob Newhart show, the one set in Vermont, not the one set in the City. Earlier this month I spent a day in Vermont, every time things went quiet the theme song started playing in my head. I kept looking around and never did find Larry and Daryl and Daryl.

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What Weather?

It felt a bit like home, 32 degrees, a steady 40 mile an hour wind, and dense fog with visibility of around 25 feet. Last Monday I took the steam train to the top of Mt. Washington in New Hampshire. I didn't know it was possible to have dense fog when it was 32 degrees with a mountain shaking wind, but the locals just shrugged and said "what weather?"

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Thanksgiving

I stopped to warn her that Thanksgiving is just around the corner. Being a Turkey, she ignored me and rapidly disappeared into the north Michigan Woods.

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Torpedos Away!

Torpedos away! It is so nice to be living with lots of water around. You can smell the water when you step outside. It makes it so much easier to launch the torpedos.

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Just a little one

There was an article in today's Washington Post about the two week process including at least five trips to the local police department that it takes to legally own a handgun in the District of Columbia. How silly, it's only a little gun. It is not like the bad guys don't already have guns, in many cases bigger ones.

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And they came in two sizes

They came in two sizes! Sometimes you want the big fat yellow one and sometimes you want the little guy.

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Las Almos

Just a little something I picked up in a surplus shop in Los Almos . . . Penguins Rule!

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Dreaming of France

Day dreaming of France

I was strolling in DC one day

I never tire of strolling around the capital, looking at the sights. One thing I seldom see is other penguins, I think we are under represented in DC.

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I wonder if I can get in

Few people know this, but I was hatched in China. Does that qualify me for entry into the Asian reading room? Nice hallway and it is warmer then the Antarctic Reading Room.

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I went to the desert on a horse with no name

For some reason that song invaded my brain as I was looking at the pictures from New Mexico. It did feel to be out of the rain, until the monsoons hit in the afternoon. You never know what you will find when you are wandering around, going wherever Ms. Garmin tells you to go.

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