On Monday here, we gave this space over to our late brother-in-Boots Kurt Vonnegut, who recommended to his fellow humans more “farting around,” and detailed the “hell of a good time” one could have just shambling to the store to buy an envelope. The next day, I’m out jogging—on an errand to check my post office box, as a matter of fact—and I bumped into a little poem, lo and behold.
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