Years ago, I was at the beer festival in Boonville.
A good friend lives there.
Nothing better than a frosty beer on a rainy day.
"When the shadow of the sash appeared in the curtains it was between seven and eight o'clock and then I was in time again, hearing the watch. It was Grandfather's and when Father gave it to me he said I give you the mausoleum of all hope and desire.... I give it to you not that you may remember time, but that you might forget it now and then for a moment and not spend all your breath trying to conquer it."
--William Faulkner, The Sound and the Fury (1929)
Oh ..... didn’t mean to do that
Oh ..... didnít mean to do that
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