One Sunday when I was leaving to head back to college for the week, my Mom reminded me as I going out the door, "Don't forget your noodles!," as I was about to leave behind a bowl of leftover noodles. I thought at the time that if I ever wrote my autobiography, that's what I'd call it. It looks like a blog is as close as I'll get to doing that.
Sunday, November 14, 2004
From IMCT - November 14, 2004
A couple of my daughter's eight-year-old friends, spending the night with us, got into a debate about Bush vs. Kerry. One said, "You've got to like Bush, he's the President!" Another said, "Kerry's mean, he's got that long chin." Now, this is not surprising coming from eight-year-olds, but the thing is, that logic probably actually came from their parents; arguments like that are typical around here.
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