There are days when too much is far more than that.
I've squirreled away a little something when that happens to me and you're welcome to help yourself to some or all of it if/when that happens to you.
And people say Mondays aren't such good days.
-bill kenny
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
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