Moderation, maybe next time
Yea, someday I'll learn.
And a happy birthday to Dan.
"Whatever happened. To Tuesday and so slow. Going down the old mine. With a transistor radio. Standing in the sunlight laughing. Hiding behind a rainbow's wall. Slipping and sliding. All along the water fall, with you. My brown eyed girl. You my brown eyed girl."
(Brown Eyed Girl, Van Morrison)
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