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Happy Hot Dog Day (Others may know it as the 4th of July)

I have this weird phenomenon, an odd occurrence, a strange thing that happens to me every 4th of July.

I can't watch the news on the 4th of July, And it's because of hot dogs. My beloved hot dogs.

(I try to explain my unhealthy love for hot dogs here)

Now I like to stay abreast of the latest news, I think it's the Mrs. Kravitz in me (give me a window with a good curtain and I can watch my neighbors all day long). But hard as I try, I just can't bring myself to watch any news that day. No local, no cable, no streaming, no nothing. 

And why does this happen every year? It happens because the news runs a constant loop of the hot dog eating contest at Coney Island in New York and I gag every time I see it.

I can't see it at all. Not even just a little. If I'm walking through the family room and catch a glimpse of a picture of it on the T.V., gag. If I look at social media and there's a link, gag. If Mark turns the news on and I hear it from another room, gag.


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