Prepping for a bigly Monday in Manhattan.
And someday, like a miracle, he'll just disappear.
-bill kenny
-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.
Prepping for a bigly Monday in Manhattan.
Many, if not most, of us are familiar with the poem " Trees ." I've always enjoyed it for, among other reasons, because I gre...
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