Sometimes I feel like Al Pacino in Godfather III:
Just when I think I’m out…they pull me back.
Tried, once again, to walk away from my bastard child called Capitol Hill Blue. Failed, once again. The Rant, my on-again, off-again column of the last 10 years, returned today with an appropriately-titled piece called Deja Vu All Over Again.
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Not something we’ve seen much of in recent days. Sunlight. Bright sunlight with a blue sky. Granted, we still have clouds but sun and sky are welcome. Might get a little yard work done today.
Hate getting a haircut. Always have. Not sure why. Perhaps it is the pain of listening to the inane conversation that spills from the lips of the one cutting your hair. Perhaps it is Biblical. The horror of watching my signs of virility fall to the floor, only to be swept away with the other garbage.
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