August 6, 2012
I have got to stop buying new houses to live in! Next time, I'm going to buy an old farmhouse, so that I can find an old painting worth $150 million, like the lady in Scotland who just found a possible DaVinci in her attic.
I read the papers. I look around. I see things that are either annoying or goofy. I write about them. My sister suggested that I start a blog. (Thanks for liking my stuff, Julia.) So, in no particular order, here are my thoughts.
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