Today, one thing has nothing to do with me but I am somehow involved, the other, everything to do with me. It may turn into a good thing, it may not. Crossroads where I have to be silent drive me crazy, but without the anonymous status I enjoyed when I began writing here, I have to keep it.
My wife is out of cell phone range. sigh.
2 comments:
Truckee's a bitch. I had to stand just right with my hand extended toward the sky to get a signal!
You can always email me if you need insight. Of course, most of my solutions involve 12-guages or baseball bats.
Veriword:
lawnuet: the skippy dance you do barefoot on the lawn when you know that the last day of winter is gone until next season
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