Malaise-y Days

My hands have become chafed from washin’. My 401(k) took a drubbin’. Keep six feet away, out of caution. I can’t even go out night-clubbin’. I keep coughing into my elbow. I don’t touch my […]

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Id Pro Quo

It doesn’t really matter what I do or why I do it; Doesn’t matter what the reasons are, or whether I thought through it. I don’t have to seek approval or ask anyone’s permission: I’m […]

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Me-Day

I was never a fan of the Vietnam War. If I had been, I would have enlisted. If I’d gotten my hands around Hồ Chí Minh’s neck, I’d have taken him out – unassisted. Unfortunately, […]

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