This is where I share the wisdom that a granny, as an elder of the tribe, accumulates in her journey through life. The reach of my mind is wide, and sometimes even a little deep. Sometimes, like Whitman, I contradict myself. Sometimes I wax eloquent. Sometimes I fall on my face. Why not do it in public?
Monday, November 12, 2007
Pollution
Who would think that after all this time, the problem would still be with us? And yet, it is. Some gifts just keep on giving.
How odd - I was just listening to this and some other Tom Lehrer tunes over the weekend. Like minds, I guess...
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