The other morning I awoke with the fading memory of a dream. It was a rather odd experience as I rarely remember any of my dreams at all any more. In this dream I was a teenager sitting in my favorite stairwell from high school and playing an acoustic guitar.
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That looks beautiful. One week out the year would be fine by me, but I couldn’t take five months of it…
Agis last blog post..Jack: Hey Lemon, check this out, I just made it up: the three B’s: beers, boats, and buds. Doesn’t that sound great?
I like that the ratio of S.U. Orangemen flags and American flags is 50-50.
Well then, clearly half of your neighbors hate America.