March 22, 2004

• I have a chair I use in the basement which I sit on, at a table, where I do puzzles, and dis, dat, and odder tings. I was just finishing a puzzle, when my trusty chair, started acting weird. I said, behave yourself, and then felt myself, and the chair, head for the floor. I flopt over to the floor, top of the chair and all. Thinking of the cartoons, I used to see this on, I lay there on the floor, laughing like a dork. The weld that held the top to the bottom broke. My favorite chair is broke, do I get it welded, or get a new chair. Shouldn’t cost much. So I got it welded, and it cost me $50 bucks, and then, felt really bad. I could have got a new chair. tears, cry, cry.

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