I mention that because this purports to be from a Mad Magazine circa 1968.
For some reason, I find very little solace in insisting the only constant in the universe is change and that everything old eventually becomes new again.
-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.
When we were kids, Columbus Day was a big deal. In New York City, the Department of Public Works used to paint the white line on Fifth Avenu...
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