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Waiting For A Heartbeat

Yeah, yeah. It’s been a long time. I’ve been busy, though. Busy with summer crap. Actually, it’s been a pretty good summer. We went to Idaho, visited and had fun, and then a few weeks later we were off to Vegas with some friends. That was fun as well although I did get to experience up-sale techniques from a waiter in a French restaurant that would’ve made a used care salesman blanch. That’s a whole other story.

Man, I’m sitting here—typing of course—and I have Vh1 Classic playing in the background. Don Johnson has to wish that he could get his hands on every copy of Waiting for a Heartbeat and purge the earth and his life of that debacle.

{chirp chirp}

a tumbleweed caroms off the side of the screen and rolls down the information superhighway.

an unending heat bleaches everything around.

a rattlesnake dashes beneath a cactus.

“where is everyone,” he thinks to himself.

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