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Since then Ernie has gone missing only one other time… thankfully he knows to stay close to bars, and keep his tab low.

The Daily Grind… Grinding me daily into a fine powder.  Then sprinkling me on a heap of monkey poop.

I don’t know what’s happened to me over the years… when I would get sick as a kid, I would be ill for a day, and unhappy… now I get violently ill for several hours, and then it clears up to unhappy.

This is Jeremy and myself… we drinking buddies sit and discuss current events, the war and… and… sorry, I cound’t keep a straight face while typing that. We talk about comic books, movies, and crazy crap like that.

Part 2 of my little Poppy monologue… it’s not Shakespeare, but maybe it’s Bacon.  Canadian Bacon.

This is a 2 parter… I think it’s a 2 parter… maybe it’s a three parter… anyways, it was a first try at informing and venting at the same time. Poppies are a huge Canadian (I guess the right word is) ”tradition”, and no one talks about how crazy they make people.

Just another many years of this to go.  I told her today that it doesn’t get better… until you win the lottery!

This might sound silly… but it actually happened… I swear it! 

I’m back, and I gotta thank my great big brother for keeping the site alive til I got back… now I’ll have to learn all the stuff he figured out with the site.

Anyways, here’s a picture I took while on vacation…

And there you have it. Two whole weeks of updates without James. What do you say everybpdy, should he buy me a fruit basket or something?
Back to his letter for Harvey.

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