And a large Pepsi, please

I’m in the office working on the computer. Sheri is in the living room watching some sort of music awards thing. (I suspect it’s morbid curiosity rather than caring about who wins what.) I can hear some of the songs, and they sound like wounded animals whining about something or other with a drum track.…

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A random thought

I might be a computer programmer, but I’m no math whiz. As soon as I hear about a train leaving Chicago at 60MPH and another leaving Detroit at 50MPH, my eyes gloss over.

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