Friday, October 12, 2018

A Loop, a Whirl, and a Vertical Climb

Thank you, universe! 

 Somedays  I have no idea what to write/rant about and other days, this stuff just writes itself. Today is one of those latter days (and not the Saints, sorry. Drew Brees). Read for yourself.
Boris and Natasha say "Fly, You Friendly Spies!"
Bullwinkle, I am told, is shopping for a new agent. Who can blame him?
-bill kenny 
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