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None required.

But if you feel you should, I guess just use my BlueSky handle.

A condom machine. In Koenji.

Not sure if condom machines in Koenji count.

Ha.

A pleasant surprise.

I think so too.

I hesitate to call Rowlf a National Treasure, as that feels too limiting.

Because there should be records.

Koenji. March 10th. A Tuesday.

Not my boat. Oku-Nikko. Early March.

“No one will be denied anything, on my boat.”

That was definitely the strongest display of it that I've ever seen.

We have not. Not yet, anyway.

A friend who did speaks highly of doing so.

Hmm.

I guess it's my turn today, Sir. I've read this a few times, yet still can't quite get what you mean to say.

Could have gone for WHIP. But this works fine.

USD 21 million a year to be essentially average at one’s job is a pretty good gig if you can get it.

Finding someone else whose particular quirks matches your own, and who is equally enchanted by yours, that is as good as it gets.

And better than my brother’s version of “Dave, you gotta smell my ass I got a girl in my room but we had Mexican earlier.”

Those quirks do not match.

At least you got a story out of it.

(My brother fell once, skateboarding downhill at high speed. Had a seizure. Entirely lost his sense of smell. This was decades ago. It has never come back. Not knowing if your farts stink something awful or not is a curse.)

Giving one’s regards to Nantai-San on a brisk Saturday in March.

Remembering peccadillos is sort of the last remaining saving grace with this new human experiment in communication.

As a team on the playoff bubble, in what was expected to be the first year of a rebuild, the Islanders have surprised many by playing above expectations. This does, however, put them in the difficult spot of either sticking with the long-term plan or buying in with this unexpected success.

My sympathies.

I have somehow managed to so far avoid any allergies, but my wife got hit hard with it this week. As happens every spring.

In fact, I thought of you when including that kitchen photo.

Nothing in particular at all.

It’s a pleasant platform but a relatively quiet one, and a bit of humor between friends in acknowledging that is perfectly fine.

Because some days you desire to breathe colder air.

Oku-Nikko. The first Saturday in March.

BlueSky allows for conversations every three months or so. I hear it’s an astrological thing but I don’t put too much stock into that.

Ha.

I was telling Mr. Beanpod the same thing earlier this morning.

The Islanders traded for St. Louis Blues captain Brayden Schenn. He is a respected veteran but production has slipped and fans are skeptical about the potential impact and draft cost in acquiring him.

Hope that helps.

😉

Edit: the news

“American Tune” was a critique of things that ail America.

Joking that it does not hold up, I mean to say it has risen above criticism. A healed nation.

I’m not sure if you have been watching the new much recently, but, you know.

I would like to report Mating Season.

(Sorry, Patrick, my sarcasm doesn’t come through well. It holds up wonderfully.)

And, yes.

Oh, look, it’s American Tune.

That didn’t hold up at all. 🤦‍♂️

You just changed my morning train listening.