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Public radio station Michigan Radio May 7. This Saturday-evening radio variety show — produced by Prairie Home Productions and presented and distributed by American Public Media — will take the stage at the historic Fox Theatre for a live, national broadcast.

Keillor told The Associated Press of his firing in an email. She recoiled. I apologized. We continued to be friendly right up until her lawyer called. Keillor retired as host of the long-running public radio variety show in Lassie rescued small children from quicksand. Rin Tin Tin was part of the war effort. My aunt had a little poodle, basically a pillow who pooped, and Dad knew that she slept with the dog and to him this was a shameful thing, not to be spoken of.

The pig research, and other medical advances, are motivated by the urge toward longevity that my generation feels keenly, a desire to venture into the 90s. My grandfathers died at age 73, which probably seemed long enough to them, life being less of a picnic in the early 20th, but my confreres, whom I saw at a class reunion in September, seem rather immature compared to how old people used to be and are eager to see more of the world and if some pig parts would facilitate that, my friends would be agreeable.

To me, the 90s are foreign territory, like going to Eritrea. I never met an Eritrean, I know nothing about the place. He has turned He left me a voice mail message the other day. He and Gloria are fine. I love October and I hate to see it pass so quickly. My love and I ate dinner outdoors last Friday and it felt like the Last Time and as an old man I find Lasts rather painful. It pains me to see the wave of puritanism in the arts, arts organizations competing to see who can write the most militant mission statements declaring their dedication to Equality and Inclusivity and Anti-Elitism, which tells me clearly that the end is near.

Art is elitist because some people are better singers than almost anyone else and some plays astonish and others only fill the time, and if equality is now the goal, then where do we go to experience the extraordinary? Art then becomes ideology, and for astonishment we must wait for the next blizzard or thunderstorm. A Manhattan thunderstorm is worth waiting for, but still. We have a long haul ahead of us, people. Children dressed up as malevolent beings for Halloween: is this a good thing? I doubt it.

Anything you do to turkey is an improvement: stuff it with jellybeans, pour brandy on it and light it on fire — better yet, put some cherry bombs in it and blow it up. November is a hard month, and then comes the typhoon of commercial Christmas joy that makes the day itself such a letdown, after all the ecstatic families in Best Buy commercials you have to face your own grumpy brood.

This is why we need to enjoy what little is left of this gorgeous month of October. The cure for the blues, as we all know, is to get outdoors and walk around and pay attention to the world. And one day, unintentionally, simply because it was there, I walked up the steps into a library and a room of long tables with green study lamps and young people studying math and writing term papers on their laptops, no chatter, no video games, all business, the children of cabdrivers and cleaning ladies and the ladies at the nail salon.

Look no further. The future is in this room, studying. There is hope, plenty of it. We have about twenty big dinner plates and twenty small plates and when was the last time we sat eighteen guests down to dinner in this little apartment? He covers the waterfront. He ran the music end of 'Prairie Home' for twenty-some years and I've never come across another musician so broadly gifted. Keillor describes the structure of the show as being "nice and loose," adding, "I'm going to sing the old AHPC theme song, 'Tishomingo Blues,' and sing the Minnesota state song, recite the 87 counties in alphabetical order and a few poems, then Christine will come on and sing some duets and we'll bicker.

Somewhere in there I'll talk about Lake Wobegon, maybe sing a song about my dad, then some more duets



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