Have you ever had one of those nights when you're not sure if you slept at all? Well I had one last night. I stopped counting the number of times I woke up at six or it may have been seven. I do remember waking Wanda around 3 a.m. when I opened my Kindle.
My light setting was on blind the state of Iowa.
I'm tired and fighting to keep my eyes open here but I want to share this with you.
Read the third paragraph.
This is a page from a book I downloaded Friday. I had to ask Wanda to read it out loud because I thought I was seeing things.
And how appropriate, on the next page I'm dead.
I left my property to my heirs who immediately sold it for $7 million. Ah if life truly imitated art.
I watched and enjoyed the Academy Awards last night. I didn't see any of the nominated films or actor portrayals. I didn't know who half the presenters were but seeing Neil Patrick Harris in his underpants was worth 3 1/2 hours of my time.
I need to go lie down.
Tomorrow I hope to have a proper blog entry for you to read.
So, until then I wish you well.
The (now) famous Chuck Shulak.
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