As I’m quiet with God about what to write about, He mentions this, and I begin to cry. Great! I have a feeling I’m about to be more real than I’d like, but when God says, “Write,” I write, so here we go. 295 more words
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You think it’s cold there, he commented, try Buffalo. I did, I said, in Avalon. It tasted like a really big chicken.
I thought that was my greatest joke ever, and was about to announce my retirement once the virtual applause subsided and turn my gig over to Carey Fosse. 95 more words