I got inspired and wrote 3 short stories.
I got a 1lb bag of DirtRag coffee.
I got a pair of wool DirtRag socks.
I got enough money to renew my DirtRag subscription (Karl will be pleased)
I got to hear my dad sing all the songs off the Folk CD I gave him and hear stories about his band, "The Wanderers," and how they would play Food Festivals for $20 an hour and discount the price for getting to eat. I heard about how they played a small coffeehouse called the "Fickle Pickle" down on Rush and Oak (as he recalls) and how he met "The Brothers Four" in Macomb, IL when they played down there in the early 60s. And by far, these 2+ hours spent with him were the best gift ever.
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