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Tired Of The Day

Yup. Tired. The sandwich those chips that beer and all that water, have passed me by.
I spent way too much and have ordered more tiny flashlights I clearly do not need. Almost ordered more shorts for work, but BALKED at the 60+ price delivered to my door. I do not care for. I may look in person tomorrow, but after yet another check for the as ever growing credit card bill...exacting still torture...remorse...and tons of philosophical conundrums angst ennui, etc., et al....well, when is enough plenty?
Even Samuel Langhorne Clemmons is nigh on being excoriated in public. The Lone Ranger had his testicles reduced in size, cgi wise, on the screen the other day. Another actor was replaced completely. The scenes reshot. Wow. Today, Matt Lauer, tomorrow...YOU? The Doctor warned us about it years ago, but he was just mentioning unfair treatment by the ordinary legal system, I think.
The latter folks, personally I don't know and have had zero experience with, but 1, and he was just in my shop for a ride, didn't say anything and was not bothered...who knew this was going to happen? No one could have guessed, but so what? Jack Sparrow got off, and whether or not he did or does these things he was accused of, it doesn't matter and I for one don't know. He could be guilty either way. We all can be. Doesn't matter. Behaving bad is bad. That is the long tall and short of it. Some places foment and or encourage or look the other way. It is not my place to say anything really. I mean, the only thing I can is, it's not surprising or unexpected...but is hypocritical for others to play like they didn't know when the cases are that they did and the people involved have been in the business for that long. I mean, every commoner on the street knows what is what in that show business. And, it's all show business now.
 

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