Things Are Looking Up for Bob Dylan

The vandals were caught and the handles returned. The pumps are now fully operational.

With the help of some lacquer thinner and a little elbow grease, I’ve disentangled myself from blue.

Maggie sold her farm, and my new boss is really nice!

The wind blew the answer into a tree and I was able to climb up and grab it! It’s “ten.”

No, seriously, Ma, it’s totally alright. Really!

I found a really great Meetup group, so I really won’t be that lonesome when you go.

Apparently, that girl from The North Country remembers me! She just “friended” me!

Change of plans: now only select people who really deserve it must get stoned.

John Cafiero



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