Last time I saw you, your forehead looked more like a fivehead merging into a sixhead! But you looked healthy and all that. For your 40th this year, I'll get you chamois, and not for your car. He he he he!
Dale's turning 40 this year?
Heh heh heh ...
(Pardon me whilst I indulge in a bit of schadenfreude ... 
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If it makes you feel better Dale, I would have sworn that I had a few years on you.
peace,
Zach:
Little brother Doug has caught a bad wind from Puget Sound, and it's clouding his higher brain functions.
I was born in 1969. Doug in '72.
For the record, he already has way more gray hair than I do.
Heh. Blame the espresso smog -- I think it explains a lot about the Puget Sound area.
My philosophy has alwasy been "it can be gray, as long as it'll stay."
[I return now to my regularly scheduled Old Fogeyness ...]
peace,
They sell "Colon Blow" cereal at CostCo? I gotta get me a membership -- maybe it'll be helpful in getting "by-products" past that darling little growth in my intestine.... (which I've since christened "Mr. Lumpy," 'cause I'm a sick, sick person)
giggling,
Priceless. About a year ago, my now-ten-year-old daughter found a picture of me holding her when she was a toddler. "Aww, that's cute," she said. "You had a lot more hair then."
Fast backward another dozen or so years. My dream of being a rock star was petering out, and I debated whether to cut my then-long curly red hair. (Think Ronald McDonald on acid.) I'm picking out a box of something at the grocery store and I notice a little kid backing up toward me. "He's 'gonna walk right into me," I thought. Just before he did, he wheeled around, took one look, and screamed, running to his mother.
That, and a couple of other incidents -- "I'm not marrying you with that mop" -- sealed the deal.
It's not "Colon Blow" cereal-- it's "Colon Pow!" cereal, with all due respects to the former Secretary of State.
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