Uh...Harrumph...He Clears his Throat
I guess my youthful heart has been hanging out there on my sleeve long enough. Time to come up with some more pithy, hard-hitting blogmanship before somebody accuses me of being ... gasp ... a Romantic. L'Uomo Universale, c'est-moi.
1 comment:
Please continue on your romantic digressions, at least occasionally. If you don't stroll down memory lane from time to time, then you are doomed to spend an eternity on that sometime horid turnpike of life.
Jim
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