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The Way the Wind Blows
Real Change
Tiptoe
Separated at Birth
Wind Over Dry Bones
The Wind Bag
The old fart was once a squirt.
The Air of My Ways
- Bob
- Texas, United States
- I'm carbon-based. (As are my wife and our three sons -- the cat has gone inorganic on us.)
Wind of Change
7 comments:
Poor Joyce...get her a really nice Christmas gift.
Awwww...I love to read your banter.
Stay warm!
Bob the Builder, er, I mean, Bob the Blogger---Can we do it? Yes, we can!
Can Bob do it? Yes, Bob can!!!
To paraphrase my most favoritest dimocrat politician of all time: "That all depends on what your definition of 'it' is."
Snort. Scrabble, of course---'cause it warms the cockles of your heart.
And Bob knows my love language is spending time with me, and doing stuff for me that I can't---like fixing the kitchen light.
Sometimes the fix is worse than the cure. (like rewiring the whole kitchen while I am cooking Christmas dinner)
Mine came up with: "The Flyer. What's the worst that could happen?" They've clearly never been to my page...
Flyer---
That's a pretty darned pessimistic slogan you've got yourself there.
Joyceee---
But then, my wiring isn't near as bad as my plumbing. And of course, you remember the water line replacement that turned into a multi-year landscaping job?
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