My wife Liz was talking to a friend the other day, and I overheard her say that one thing my mom said to her turned out to be very true. She told her that anyone who married my brother was going to have little pieces of wire knives, telephones, and small machines around her all her life.
Anyone marrying me was going to have lots and lots and lots of papers.
As I sit here and can't even find the desk top for all the paper and I'm surrounded by papers, even on the floor. I definitely accumulate paper. I'm like the Peanut's Pigpen. Wherever I go, I just somehow ATTRACT PAPER.
But, Hey, I'm Going to Use That...Someday. --RoadDog
Being an account of some things I'm interested in, what I'm doing, and reflections on my past, especially music.
Listen to this man. Seven years of college, you know. Trying to reason with 2020 and, now, 2022.
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