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We're Back

If you are one of the 4 people who read this site regularly, you've probably noticed that we were on a 404 vacation. We're back, nothing's new, everything's old. If things are a bit wonky for a time, please pardon the site's quirks. Thanks for stopping by.

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Testing new DNS settings

This is just a test post because I have changed the DNS settings of this webpage. I know it doesn't seem any different to you, but the changed I made will make the site a lot easier for us to work on. Please let us know if you encounter any problems viewing the site.

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Mo' Cake Recipe


Late for the holidays, early for the cake season: this recipe is famous; it's priceless. Evidently I couldn't pronounce "more" when I was 2. So sue me. Better still, sue Uncle Skip, that wise ass.

Just remember: when they call for eggs, they means eggs with no shells. (Did I mention that a strong point of my family is its ability to pick on family members??)

Oma used to make a Mo' Cake for me during college, at exam time. Dead week, it was called. I would subsist on nothing but Mo' Cake and coffee. At least for freshman year. After that, apparently, I was on my own for "finals food." I still can talk her into baking one of these from time to time, but nothing beats the last 2 slices of Oma's Mo' Cake. Really, it's the only cake that gets softer and more moist with time.

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Snow No More


All the snow is gone, for the third time (although we're supposed to get a storm this weekend). They hauled all the heavy equipment out yesterday in the 60 degree sunshine to make piles of snow. I'm not sure which is better, 4 inches of hard-pack on the road, or 14 feet of it on the street corner!

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Swimming Hole No More


When I was at school in a little town in western New York, I lived for a year in an "un-frat" house. Essentially it was a house next to a frat house and next to a vacant lot. It was fantastic for a burgeoning musician who wanted to play a lot and study a bit, too. I was emailed this photograph precisely one year ago today, and I'm sorry to say that it took me so long to look at it.

244 Temple Street was a famous house in my little college town: vineyard in the back yard, path leading to a creek for swimming, long double driveway for student parking. No more. Now, as you can see, there is a "back to the future"-like development going up. No more quiet, no more dirt paths to swim, and no more loud music played until all hours. Now, there are neat little houses all lined up.

Don't get me wrong, people need a place to live. I'm just always let down at the amount of brilliant swimming holes lost to neighborhoods.

Up there in the photo, the barn/garage you see used to be the only thing you would see. The house is to the right, and the new development road cuts right through our old BBQ, dirt path area down to the vineyard/creek.

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Black, White, and Orange All-Over

12 Bottles of wine
11 Home cooked meals
10 Loads of laundry
9 Family members
8 Types of Christmas cookies
7 Pounds gained
6 Appearances by the kitten
5 Stupid penguin jokes
4 Days of skiing
3 Days of snowshoeing
2 Blizzards
1 Snow-woman with a blinking red nose...




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Mills-bros.com is an online scrapbook belonging to two brothers who spend too much time on the internet. It keeps changing in design and structure because, more than anything, it is a learning experience, and because it is a site grounded in real life. Real life is not static.

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