Hey all,
News to report. I was just listening to Dad’s post about “Opening Day”. Well, I’m not sure when opeing day was, but I didn’t get my hunting license or tags. Today, though, I got one. Or should I say “it” got me. Yes, you may have guessed it, I have repeated history. I was thinking about my average. I know my average is way off of Chris and Dad’s but nonetheless, I have an average. It comes once every 10 years. The last time “it” got me, I was 16. Today, I’m 26. Yup, my average is 1 in every 10 years. Tommy and I have to decide upon a body shop to fix my old Ford. I hope they do a good job of picking out the hair from my left front bumper of the four legged Bambie beast that is no more. Do me a favor and remind me when I turn 36 that I’m due for another wretched doe to run into me.