It’s a beautiful morning. The sun is shining, the sky is blue, all of the winter’s snow has melted, and we are on our way to work. It’s still a bit chilly so I have the sunroof open, but only a crack, not all the way. We only have curvy, country road ahead of us [...]
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Never have I had such an amazingly, unforgettably good cup of Earl Gray tea as the one I had when I was sitting next to my girl Robbie on the Haggis tourbus in some little town in Scotland where the big Highland cow lives whose name I have forgotten Callendar where Hamish the Highland cow [...]
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