Some Days...

Another wasted day in a wasted life.

I spent Tuesday rushing to get to places I didn't really want to go, listening to news I didn't want to hear, and running errands I didn't want to run, all of no consequence.

Some days are like that.

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I posted the above about 4 a.m. (yes I get up that early, courtesy of age and prostate) before I scanned the blogs I usually check each morning. Imagine my surprise to find a glowing review of my site at

: http://wilkeworld.blogspot.com/

Ginny especially likes his phrase, "John is rightly self depreciating".

I'm flattered with Mr. Jones' attention to my work; he usually writes delightful, entertaining stories about the triumphs and tribulations of raising a 2-year-old.

Seeing his review of my work is really a great way to start the day. I'm e-mailing a copy of his review to the Nobel Prize For Literature people; maybe they'll take a hint. I've already started writing my acceptance speech: I'd like to thank the academy...