The pointless ramblings and obscure humor of an over-worked, off-beat, performer-writer-teacher.
By messing with my profile, I've now unknowing become a citizen of Albania and been put on some watch-list somewhere.
HEY!! How the hell did I get to be 103 years old?
In my life
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...uncreative...
ChesterGlasses
Don't Panic. . .
the pelican
things that make me happy
What Ever Happened To My Lunchbox
Writing it down
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While driving home from work the other day I heard that despite the lack of electricity and clean water, the French Quarter in New Orleans would be reopening this week. So now, I can’t get the image out of my head of a spokesman with a thick Cajun accent explaining, “We don’t drink water, we don’t bathe, and we like to leave the lights off.”
