More Whining about Aging

This month I turned 78, only two more years till 80 (if I did the math correctly). I broke off another front tooth eating a chicken meatball. Most people won’t notice because I don’t smile much. Why a chicken meatball, you might ask? City folks say chicken is healthier. Henceforth I vow to eat chicken only when it is fried and otherwise stick to cow, hog, and squirrel meat as God and Buddha intended. My birthday gift to you and to me is to end this blog now.

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