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Why I love the Pink

Bleating and babbling, we fell on his neck with a scream, Wave upon wave of demented avengers march cheerfully out of obscurity into the dream, Have you heard the news? The dogs are dead. You better stay home, and do as your told, Get out of the road if you wanna grow old. Hmm, maybe […]

don’t know much about history

I know I joke a lot about feeling old. I’m only forty two (“WHAT DO YOU GET IF YOU MULTIPLY SIX BY NINE?”) but that isn’t the point, really. You’re only as old as you feel, right? It was almost a year ago that I ran my first 5K race. I had just finished the […]