Okay, Uncle Ken; what is "bon yoyage?" Did I ever mention that your attention to detail stinks? Of course I did, but if you don't care I won't either.
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Seems to me that you guys from The Silent Generation are seriously contemplating your mortality, maybe even getting ready to check out. Hope you're not circling the drain or in a distressed situation. As a Baby Boomer in good standing and an honors graduate of the Dunning-Kruger Institute I am selfish enough and delusional enough to tell the Grim Reaper to go fuck himself; I'm making my own rules. The human body is amazing in its capacity to fix itself in many cases. Okay, I'll admit I can't do much about cancer but according to my most recent medical assessment I'll drop dead from either heart attack or stroke; hope it's quick. Maybe an ICE agent will hasten the process. Meanwhile, I'm paying attention to the things I'm supposed to do, you know the drill and have access to the same information as I do. So it goes.
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Your little sample of keepsakes is revealing, Uncle Ken. I don't know if my school had attendance awards and I certainly tried to get out of Sunday School every week, to no avail. Larry Goodman's Community Theater (with Flash Gordon!) was much more important to me. I tried dodging church, too; big fail again but I don't think I suffered any lasting harm.
I'll be digging through my accumulated treasures one of these days; maybe find something worth writing about.
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One of Gary Larson's more memorable Far Side cartoons was titled "Cow Tools." Check this out: https://www.livescience.com/animals/land-mammals/ever-seen-a-pet-cow-pick-up-a-broom-and-scratch-herself-with-it-you-have-now
Is this an omen?
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