waning
words
scant
thoughts
rotten
rhymes
a clear
case
of
constipated
brain.
Doctor prescribes three glasses of rich red wine and says, “Write something brilliant tonight. You’ll be hungover in the morning.”
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
Doing the best I can with what I have
kind of sad, but not so bad with cheese. cheese not provided.
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loved this!
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Thank you. 🙂
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So it’s …cheers? ( by the by…I would have “liked” this post and others below, but not allowed to do so unless I sign into wordpress.com…which I don’t have to do because no longer posting there…but what’s weird is I’m allowed to comment.) Tech vagaries akin to free verse…don’t ya think?
Regards,
Ruby Rails
CSS, Colorado
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I am totally baffled by the whole wordpress/non-wordpress setup. I’m unable to do anything on your posts. I can’t like or comment. Sigh.
But I continue to read and enjoy them.
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Uh Oh…you’ve been there, to Beltwayfanfiction.com recently, within a week or so? No big deal, but for stats software, that I’m playing for, may need a further tweak or two. Yep, self-hosting is different.
Thanks,
Doug
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You’re so clever!
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Oh! Thank you!
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Wonder if I can get it on prescription.
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It’s worth a try!
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