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So, yes, here is the mixy mix that I ate. For my dearest Father's health concerns, I will not mention that the shrimp was raw and that the açai had been shipped in a mail truck over two weeks ago. So, not mentioned.
And last but not quite last, we found a couple of hats, and did that old classicly classic Indiana-Jones-and-sidekick bit. Unfortunately, I was short-strawed and played the part of Louisiana Young.
And lastly, thoughts of the week. With another Boston title this week, I thought a little of my beautiful city. For those of yous guys unfamiliar with the Hub, there is a building in the city called the Berkley Building (the old Hancock building). On top of this building, in this city, on the bay, on the Atlantic, there is a large syringe like looking needle on top. What makes this needle different is the lights.When the light is blue and steady, clear skies. Flashing blue, cloudy. Steady red, rain, and flashing red, snow.
Wouldn't it be nice to be able to look up and know exactly what is coming your way, in the moment, without delay?
Wouldn't you like a little light that starts blinking when you're gonna get goat stomach for lunch so you can call in sick ahead of time? It would be.
For this reason, we need a, how shall we say, spiritual syringe needle that lets us know what we are going to face.
For this reason, we have a little friendly old man who tells us.
It's comforting to know that when something big is coming our way, as He always has, Heavenly Father has given us this warning light.
Just like with Moses and Noah and all the others, when He wants to tell us what is coming, He sends us that IMS through that same prophetic way.
Love you all, I know that we have a living prophet. Until next week -
Elder in the Wrong Sized Hat


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