Thoughts and musings from the week that was and no longer is...

I’ve been told that I’m no longer an outsider since I’ve been here for over 4 years now. Unfortunately, my knowledge of farming extends to that one season of The Bachelor with the farmer from Iowa… so I’m still somewhat of an outsider. Think of it like one of those box plot diagrams. I would say I’m just to the left of the lower quartile. Yeah, give it another year and maybe I’ll be the median. So, with that being said… here are my inner ramblings and nonsense from the past week or a week back in the 1990s. Here is a look into the thoughts and musings from the week that was and now is no more...

When I was a kid, deciding what was real or what was fake was reserved for the likes of Bigfoot, the Mothman or my elementary school gym teacher’s toupee. I miss those days.

 

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