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microchip technology stocks,

he in fact didn’t notice. He turned

the tables nicely when his boss

and Mrs. Boss (in a very short

skirt) joined the lineup. My parents

set an extremely poor example

for us impressionable (ha ha) kids.

Good thing Jake wasn’t sitting

behind them. Clueless, he oohed

at every aerial maneuver. Robyn

and I observed the whole show

(including the terrestrial maneuvers

in our box) with pure enjoyment. It’s

always great to watch the world’s

best pilots fly, and better yet to see

adults behave like juvenile delinquents.

Three Races

and two stunt performances

later, Robyn and I excused

ourselves for a trip to the outhouse.

We hustled off to the car to

“powder our noses,” then hurried

to pee before we were missed.

As we headed back to our seats,

a familiar form came striding

in our direction. Brendan.

Attached, as if sewn on, was a girl,

not more than 14, with a fashion doll body

and child actress face.

Her shorts, cut high on the thigh

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