03/365

My sister phoned on Friday for the sole purpose of telling me that I had written 01/356, not once but twice in my post a couple days ago. She figured, had I only done it once that it would be a typo but two times? Did I really think that there were 356 days in a year? I received Mockery of the kind only an older sibling knows how to dole out and, properly schooled, promptly fixed the errors. I knew there were 365 days in the year. Sheesh. It was a typing error, my fingers' fault. Damn Dyslexic Fingers. Good to know that the family has my back on the editing front though :-)

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It's good that life will be routinizing itself again tomorrow. Holidays are Vunderbar but there is something right now that craves a box, walls, borders. I am currently in active gestation and have schedules in place that are leading to hard work down the way. The next week will be an effort to reset the internal sleep/wake clock and purge the body of Holiday Toxins. I'm itching to get the show back on the road.

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I want one.

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Time for Cheap Beer and Pizza Sunday with the city family.
Cheerio all,
T.

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iPhone, Today.
Wandering around Spanish Banks / UBC Endowment Lands:



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Yes, go ahead, I allow you to mock me all you want, but I just cannot stop dancing around my apartment to this: