In reviewing previous posts on my blog, I've come to the conclusion that my life reads alot like an I Love Lucy episode.
Actually, I just lied right there. I was telling Pamela about my harrowing, near-getting-stuck-on-the-shelf-in-my-closet experience (see below), and she told me that my life plays out like an I Love Lucy episode.
Makes one wonder why I was blessed with the ability to reproduce, huh?
To Be Read By Rod Serling - Deedeedeedeeedeedeedeedee You unlock this bakery with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension. A dimension of icing. A dimension of pipi...