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Thursday, August 30, 2012

No Comment

The phrase, "No comment" is used in so many situations and circumstances in our age of instant media transmissions.  It is easier and at times much wiser to have no response rather than misstate what you are attempting to convey.

I left an invitation for folks to leave a list of things that put a smile on their face or in their heart.  At this point no one has taken the opportunity to share things that make them feel happy or fell pleasure.  Of course, this little blog is just out there in the air for anyone to read.  There are not many takers as most of what I write is just what goes on in my mind at the time I sit to write.

The life lived in and around 3871 is pretty simple and not exciting.  My mind if traversed by a being would probably look like the crawl space of our house, full of cobwebs.  At least that is what the termite guy said it looked like, underneath the house, not my mind.

Well, so much for August 30, 2012.  Talked on the phone, hemmed a curtain, picked up prescriptions, shopped for groceries and came home.  Gene is tired tonight with an achy shoulder and left hand.  Discomfort in the chest.  Refuses to go to have it checked out.  He is not even watching the Cardinals.  I have no comment.
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