I love the idea that somewhere, all day long, it's just starting to be Christmas Day.
Hope that's happening right now where you are.
And Merry Christmas.
-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.
The first time I saw my wife, Sigrid, in a club in the Sachsenhausen district of Frankfurt am Main, she was wearing a Buffalo Sabers hock...
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