I don’t like interruptions. Last week my work was interrupted by dogs.
A friend asked me: Are you an atheist? Someone told me you were.
I’ve got happy feet. I’m walking on sunshine.
I have a confession to make. Last month I surreptitiously slipped out of my silo.
I thought I was done with deathbed farewells, and then a son of an old friend called.
Last week my mind was on the Super Bowl, when out of the blue a friend asked me: Is Trump the Antichrist?
Let’s start with a lesser hoax. George Clooney has come out as gay.
Last week dazzling snow stymied me. This week lethargy and despair. I foresaw a nightmare.
There actually is such a place. It’s just outside Huntington. WE GOT THE WEENIES. It’s a very popular “point of destination.”
Tomorrow is Martin Luther King Jr.’s birthday. Were he still alive he’d be 95, and we’d be singing “Happy Birthday.” But he’d not be happy.
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INTERRUPTIONS
I don’t like interruptions. Last week my work was interrupted by dogs.
CHRISTIAN ATHEIST
A friend asked me: Are you an atheist? Someone told me you were.
MY FIRST PEDICURE (Won’t be my last!)
I’ve got happy feet. I’m walking on sunshine.
A CONFESSION
I have a confession to make. Last month I surreptitiously slipped out of my silo.