I think of my less fortunate pals, and I’m reminded the joke in 100 Years of Solitude, a.k.a. how I want to go out
“Remember, old friend, I’m not shooting you. It’s the revolution that’s shooting you.”
I think of my less fortunate pals, and I’m reminded the joke in 100 Years of Solitude, a.k.a. how I want to go out
“Remember, old friend, I’m not shooting you. It’s the revolution that’s shooting you.”
as we upgrade from renting an apartment to renting a “condo” with a “bath tub” and “a room for our kid that isn’t also our bedroom closet” and “in unit laundry” [audience gasps]