23 August 2011

Mr. America. Or, All-American.

One of those will be the title of my autobiography. I decided that today at work. I didn't really decide, actually. It came to me in a flash of inspiration, out of nowhere. I never see them coming, and they pass quickly, but these brief moments of mindgear meshing can be quite interesting. Often they lead to my feeling foolish about not realizing the obvious sooner (many friends can attest to that.) At any rate, that's the news from Lake Webegone.

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