I would be smiling more, if they had given me the Wizard of Oz background that I requested. Sorry, I don't say 'cheese' – I find communal displays of cheer and/or cooperation highly distasteful. Also: something smells . * * * * * * * Speaking of sadness: Mad Dog Vachon died. I remember a news story about his recovery in hospital after losing a leg (car-pedestrian accident, followed by blood clot). All sorts of kids sent him hand-drawn pictures, and he held one up and smiled for the camera: in crayon lines it showed him lying on the road with his leg lying beside him. * * * * * * * Almost got myself crushed the other day. Or rather: someone else was near at hand to do the crushing. I like listening to podcasts as I walk to and from work. I understand it's a distraction, especially in the winter, when I have my hood up, but I consider myself a low-level offender compared to the innumerable smartphone zombies c
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