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Sunday, October 21, 2012


Hit 15,000 miles on the odometer Friday morning, on the way to work!

Ran across this quote on the 'net:

Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away.  ~Dinah Craik

I ran across someone using the word "gorey". It looked wrong, so I tried looking it up on the internet and in an unabridged dictionary.  I found no help  I figured it wasn't a word.  Today, I'm reading The Scarlet Pimpernel, and I see "gory".  Doh!

At the grocery store today a cashier holding up a plastic bag with a white thing in it called over to my cashier asking "What kind of carrot is this?"  She replied, "It's a turnip." "A what?" says he.

That is all!

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