First and foremost, I do not consider myself a blogger. I do consider myself a vacant parking spot waiting on a tractor or a team of horses. Preferably a team of horses.
I've got a sock monkey that lives in a box. He only comes out when the weasel goes pop. Now a box is not a box if it hasn't a top. And a sock is not a sock till it's been to the hop. But a weasel's a weasel from start up to stop.
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