When I was young there was a phrase when you lost a race badly. It was “Getting your doors blown off.” I guess this race was a little closer because they are still attached.

I’ve never owned a yellow car. I’ve owned a white one, a blue one, a green one, a black one, a red one, a gold one, a maroon one, a grey one and even one with stripes.

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Enough about cars tonight. I’ve got a long evening of writing and printing ahead. Maybe catch a few minutes of NBA playoff ball and then hopefully a few hours sleep. That has been difficult to come by till complete exhaustion sets in and then its still broken.