Sometimes through all the noise, you have to strain to hear the melody.
Sail on, Sailor.
-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.
"Tell me I'm the only one. Tell me there's no other one." "Jesus was an only son. Yeah, tell me I'm the only one ...
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