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Someone in Columbia Hills* has reduced the concept of a treehouse to its most essential elements and I can’t tell if it’s adorable or creepy. I think it might need chicken legs.



Question of the day for the cognoscenti: why is a place called Columbia Hills located in Ellicott City?


The Howard County Department of Fire and Rescue Services is again recruiting adopters for fire hydrants.  A worthy endeavor. But, if they’re not going to let folks paint, decorate, and adorn them with googly eyes I’m not ready to jump at the opportunity. Yet.



If you are old enough to remember the television game show Supermarket Sweep, you might be interested in the anniversary celebration for the Columbia Grocery Outlet in (vibrant) Wilde Lake. Check the image below for what they are planning for their big day: November 22nd. You can enter for a chance to win a 2-minute shopping spree! 




A graduate of Centennial High School makes music on Saturday Night Live. I’m looking forward to learning more about Dijon Duenas.


Dijon Duenas, from Wikipedia


Also, AI is not your friend.



In hyperlocal news, Saturday we put out this year’s attempt at a critter-proof bird feeder. Yesterday - - Wednesday - - the birds discovered it and figured out how to use it. 




Have a wonderful Thursday. 


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*Bonus trivia content: Google presented me with Columbia Hills references in Ellicott City, Arlington VA,  Columbia Station, Ohio, and…Mars? 

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