Held my birthday today, and it was lovely. According to my brother (Mr. Solidarity) I'm "seventy half-years old". Or will be come Friday. No wonder I'm tired.
My mom told an anecdote from her rural childhood. apparently there was a kid in her class who lost his hair from shock after having been gored by cattle. There's always stories and puns when we meet up.
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