Nov 22, 2008 17:07
I woke up this morning at 1:39am and thought: "And There it is. The last cry of my mother and here I became this day 39 years ago."
My father, King George, supposedly, was also in the same room way back then. All that I recall of it is waxing bright lights and a Bloody Mary.
Life is joy. Let no one tell you different };-)
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Give me a call sometime to catch up, my friend ;-)
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happy birthday - many happy returns!
haven't seen you around in a dog's age!
life is joy, you're right about that.
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I meant the "last cry" of that particular endeavor ;-)
So far as where I've been, I have been focusing on other, more technical, advancements than being all chatty and reflective on lj. Notably, you can have a look-see here:
http://onebyfourbynine.blogspot.com
and see some of the results of my efforts. You can hit me up on gtalk if you want to sling some words around -- anytime!
I hope, and it sounds as if it's so, that times find you well!
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