I'd assumed those were stars in the night sky and not air holes in the lid so we could breathe.
I have a whole new appreciation for picnics.
-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.
I'd assumed those were stars in the night sky and not air holes in the lid so we could breathe.
A month from now, assuming I survive (with a capital A), I'll turn seventy-four years old. As if by magic, in recent months, I've go...
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