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A Pothole So Big that it had it’s Own Zipcode

Just the other night, I was thinking about how some folks have told me they missed my little stories in these emails. A few of them even said they thought I was funny. So I brought this up while TWWNCBUIP and I were in front of the TV enjoying the latest rerun of Everybody Loves Raymond,

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Clear Vision and a Missing Sock

I’m looking at the world through new eyes today. And no, I haven’t suddenly become deep and soulful. It’s just that my old man cataracts have been traded in for shiny new lenses that can see both near and far. Feels a bit like I can see clearly now…without having to break into song about

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