Showing posts with label one of those day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label one of those day. Show all posts

Monday, February 6, 2012

Just One Of Those Days


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Yesterday I did not post to the blog because it turned into one of my bad days, one of those days when my aging brain seemingly misfires upon awakening and slips into a fog, a mental black hole from which nothing can emerge... and my body follows suit, one of those days which then transforms me into, not a couch potato but something even less than a vegetable. I hope that is a clear enough analogy.

Anyway, I have much to catch up with, several critiques of submitted stories from members of my writers group and more work on my own (belated) submission -- and so I choose not to write herein today.

Darn!

I will post this, though --

Happy Birthday

Tom Brokaw
72 years old
(me too)


Born February 6, 1940

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He not busy being born is busy dying.
--Bob Dylan