I'm not much of a cold cereal eater but this morning I awakened with a strange hankering for some Rice Krispies. Since arising I've given that a lot of thought and the only thing I can see is the possibility that my, trying to sleep subconscious mind, was unduly influenced by the constant snap, crackle and pops of last night that started getting constant just at bedtime and continued into the wee hours of the morning. Some must have had very slow fuses because we're still hearing some sporadic bursts this morning.
Say, if boats are "holes in the water, into which you throw money," what in the world would you call fireworks? It's like lighting your money with fire and hoping for a spectacular burn of it in the sky which sadly always ends up leaving you with nothing but a burned smell and a lighter wallet. A wad of money that ascends high and burns as it flies. Humm...
Our plans for the day include a meal at a friends house and then some card playing. Lucky me! I'll be the only male in the group of five and Glenda will be several years the youngest female. Whoop-tee-do!
And a good 4th to the lot of you!
Q: Where can women over the age of 60+ find young, sexy men, who are interested in them? A: Try a bookstore under fiction.
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