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Friday, March 13, 2009

March 13, 2009

Any Other Business?


Dear All,


Fridays are rambling musing days. They are quicker to write and I hope equally as palatable. Cherish your pending freedom.


· I think the first moment of uncertainty for Poles and Czechs during the 1930s was when Hitler and Eva Braun showed up early one morning with extra large beach towels.


· I sincerely believe aliens have visited earth, perhaps as part of an extra terrestrial themed cruise. I am also very thankful that so far they have been discreet. You aren’t making your tee off time the day that curtain goes up.


· My very tight (in part the nature of the garment) QuickSilver surfing shirt got left behind twice today; maybe though I am asking a little too much of it.


· Our cleaning lady walked in this morning and saw me squatting on our 65cm Reebok Exercise Ball; she looked a little taken back, like perhaps I was still in the process of laying it.


Back on Monday.


Cheers,

Mw