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Blogrolling my Dad because he taught me much of what I know without requiring me to think like him.  He is the best kind of teacher.  Narrow minds, beware!

Headaches (Aspirin Won’t Help)

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It’s obvious that when the apocalypse comes, I will be one of the weak people. I will have no spin kicks with which to defend myself. I will have only the magic of my words and my understanding to protect me. I will be meat for the beast. (Unless I can engage him in conversation.) And I am fine with that. If my death at monstrous hands becomes imminent, I hope I can meet it in a lounge chair, sipping on a gin martini.