Was John Moses Browning Day.
I always forget, much to my shame.
Ugh... work is biting into my blogging inspiration time. Sometimes, during downtime at work, I can dream up stuff. No downtime. Not lately. Work work work.
I should be stockpiling canned goods. For the Chinese Zombie Plague and all. Tam is worried she might get this Szechuan Plague by taking a sip from someone's Corona bottle. I worry too. I'd hate to get a mouthful of thin Mexican yellow 'beer'.
Thanks to Bob, I think he might be right, and helped me out. The movie I am thinking of is probably "The Whiz Kid and the Mystery at Riverton." Of course it is hard to confirm. Not copies available.
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