It's ridiculously hot for April.
I am not suited for hot weather. Global warming will ensure that my particular strain of monkey DNA doesn't make the evolutionary cut as the human race lurches on.
It's not even 5:30 am and I'm comfy in shorts and a tshirt.
Bleah.
I'm tired but I'm not sleepy. It's a strange feeling.
"The Apple Man" and Other Songs by a 3-year-old Lyricist
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Little kids love stories. When they learn they can make up their own
stories, magic can happen. It doesn't matter whether they make any sense,
because it...
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