Monday, May 14th, and7... The engineer had a bright idea yesterday. [one of many] He brang me the papre and offered to transport me to HANE's restarium. It was MOTHER's DAY, after all! The weeds are growing up good around her, so much that i joked,«You were a mess in life, and you're schtill a mess after it.» Of gourse, we brusht off the stone and made small filial Blessings...good boys.
Then we walkt around the LAKE and i took pixtures with his new digicam. {my new filosofy of fotografy is: Take snaps you'll never see, ask for pixtures no=one will send And preserve fotoes you can't identify.} Sculpture! Dux!
To=Day, we came 'home' to a field full of ball=base games; it is the grand irony of my Life. Perhaps, when i am old and decrepit~i, too, will insist on watching the American Game in living colour. 'At's a long way off...
Don't forget to
VOTE tomorro! Every election is important. Just nagging^~primarilySlac~
2 comments:
If corn oil is made from corn, and vegetable oil is made from vegetables, what is baby oil made from?
Alas, goof...like Motor oil, it is made for babies, as Motor oil is made for Motors.
It is an old use/mention paradox. Thanx for the in=put> ~Author~
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