My alert system just turned up a new Facebook site dedicated to those who are supposedly “passionate” about me, a place where they can share their views. I find that puzzling.. Other than Secondhand Smokette, I can’t imagine anyone being passionate about me. Liking me, I certainly hope. Disliking me—clearly from this blog we can see that some do, although I trust the disdain is for my opinions and is not personal. In any event, I only mention this because I did not set it up and have no idea what it is about.
Now, back to our regularly scheduled program.
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