It's well early of 0630. She suggests he come and try the seat to her right, it might be softer. He declines. An older, country gentleman in a fresh t-shirt and his 'good' cap. He's used to being uncomfortable. A softer yield in a chair seat isn't going to make much difference. -Didja remembah to... Continue Reading →
"So, it's not so special they picked you. You just under-bid everyone else." -Wife to husband at dinner table to my left. There are times I must pray for the underdog...poor bastard.