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Fleetwood Mac Lyrics
Close your, close your, close your eyes No more broken hearts We’re better off apart Let’s give it a try from Little Lies– Fleetwood Mac
Dancing in the Light
Iâm not quite as naked as the day I was born; a small triangle of fabric stands between that and my current status. SPF 70 sunscreen is applied to the exposed private bits that havenât seen real sunlight since I was old enough to know to keep my shirt on in public. I elect to…
Staring at my Navel.
I’m going through the whole “what the hell am I keeping a diary for” phase again. This question has come up to plague me yearly since I started keeping this thing on line. I’ve come up with good reasons in the past. I’m just not sure they were valid reasons. Good and valid aren’t necessarily…
Nine, and other things
I note with interest that Iâm coming up on the ninth anniversary of my first post here. Thatâs a sixth of my life out here on the web, such as it is. Anybody else out there ever notice that 1/6 equals 16.6 percent? A non-sequitur to be sure, but I still love number play like…
A year ago today
my world had not yet been turned on its ear. Pardon this entry. It is the maudlin musings that have been dwelling and building deep within me for a year now. I try not to let them out to exercise too often. But today, this once, I will allow them to taste the air and…
Because it’s important
This Friday is 11/11, also known as National Corduroy day. It’s been declared National Corduroy day because 11/11 looks like the wales in corduroy fabric. No, I’m not kidding. If you don’t believe me, check out The Corduroy Club Web Site’s Grandest Event Announcement. I found out about this a year ago, when the television…