Saturday, July 13, 2013

And We Still Haven't Walked in the Glow of Each Other's Majestic Presence




Fifty-three today, this guy. When we met in 5th grade forty-four years ago neither of us predicted the weirdest year of our lives would be 2013.









2 comments:

  1. Thanks. Effing surreal, innit? All of it? I mean, like, every single fucking minute? Jeebus.

    Hello the multitudes. Thank you in advance for your encomia.

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  2. Damn, you mean my encomium is showing? I better look into that. Enjoy your Natal Day in spite of it, sir!

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