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Industrials (^DJI):
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As of 03/24/2017
20,597 -59.86 -0.3%
8,929 -7.37 -0.1%
706 3.20 0.5%
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2,344 -1.98 -0.1%
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21,250 or 20,600 by 04/15/2017
9,500 or 8,700 by 04/15/2017
675 or 715 by 04/01/2017
5,950 or 5,650 by 04/15/2017
2,425 or 2,325 by 04/15/2017
Mutt Losers: None YTD
Mutt Winners: None YTD

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Yes, plastic makes the sound of incoming artillery when it's melted. Ask almost any boy. This never happened, but it reminds me of what we did with plastic and fire in my youth.

Written: May 2003
Estimated reading time: 1 minute

Red Truck

Have you seen it? My truck. Not just any truck, but a dump truck made of red plastic with a bed large enough to carry our cat.
I move mountains with my red truck. We swim rivers. I fill it with wooden blocks and race to the end of the hallway, dump my load, and then race back. I love my truck.
# # #
"That's my truck!" I yell and chase after Dave who carries it like a football out the back door.
Five minutes later, I find him behind the shed, hidden from Mom and Dad, a lighter in his hand.
"Where's my truck?"
Dave glances at the red blob stabbed on the end of the stick and smiles. A knowing smile. A smile that spells trouble between brothers.
"You melted my truck?" My eyes open wide, my fists clench. I'm not going to let him get away with it. No way. Not this time.
"Watch."
Drops of flaming red plastic rain down, sounding like incoming artillery.
"Cool!" I said. "Let me drive."
The End

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