I don't know if this entry had anything to di with it, but last night I dreamed I was with the Three Stooges (Moe, Larry and Shemp) eating hot subs and fries. Then we were going to head up Rt 83 to York or Harrisburg. And I didn't get slapped or eyepoked.
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The Harrisburg connection is that I once bought a Stooge bio (the Stooge Chronicles) in a bookstore in Camp Hill just across the Susquehanna river.