Some one having a blond moment
- Ann Bingham
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Some one having a blond moment
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i picked up the goofy blonde thing from something you said to mousey.
I can't figure out why I use sock puppets. I know there are people here who use different names. Sometimes I recognize them, when I do I try not to blow their cover.
This is someone having a senior moment. The older I get the less sleep I seem to need.
almost five am and I am thinking about a a short story I read before you were born. Meet Your Maker The Mad Molecule.
It is weaird how molecules affect and effect our consciousness, and our dreams too.
Who am I this morning, a guy with bad breath and sleep in his eyes. Who will I be after I brush my tooth and wash the grit out of my eyes.
I love hearing the voices here. I don't contribute enough. I feed on the work of others too much. . Today is 13 days from tax day and my desk is chaos.
My brother jitterbug is the blue eyed blonde in my family. Those blue eyes show up every generation. My family is getting so old. I have not been to a funeral in years, twenty two years almost, since we laid our San Antonio Rose in her Grave, and forty four years since Crazy Mike died behind the wheel. His was this month. I suppose I should get a yartzeit candle.
Will the circle be unbroken someday? I hope so. I hope it is broken today. If only the evil that men do died with them.
I can't figure out why I use sock puppets. I know there are people here who use different names. Sometimes I recognize them, when I do I try not to blow their cover.
This is someone having a senior moment. The older I get the less sleep I seem to need.
almost five am and I am thinking about a a short story I read before you were born. Meet Your Maker The Mad Molecule.
It is weaird how molecules affect and effect our consciousness, and our dreams too.
Who am I this morning, a guy with bad breath and sleep in his eyes. Who will I be after I brush my tooth and wash the grit out of my eyes.
I love hearing the voices here. I don't contribute enough. I feed on the work of others too much. . Today is 13 days from tax day and my desk is chaos.
My brother jitterbug is the blue eyed blonde in my family. Those blue eyes show up every generation. My family is getting so old. I have not been to a funeral in years, twenty two years almost, since we laid our San Antonio Rose in her Grave, and forty four years since Crazy Mike died behind the wheel. His was this month. I suppose I should get a yartzeit candle.
Will the circle be unbroken someday? I hope so. I hope it is broken today. If only the evil that men do died with them.
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