Obama and His Predecessor And The American Death Spiral

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Tomorrow is promised to no man maybe he won't wake up.
Interestingly, in Cabaret, a young Nazi sings Tomorrow Belongs To Me.
I seem to be profiting from the current state of things which makes me very uneasy. I've been so danged busy lately I don't know which end is up anymore. I keep imagining all these people with nervous energy viciously quilting away.
Yes, I know that's exactly what I'm doing all night!
You stay up and quilt all night?
Yes. I don't have any materials or equipment, so I design everything mentally. I'm trying to figure out how to take a picture so you can see my work. I'm a real professional in my own mind!
I'm sure it's lovely! How many stitches to the inch are you up to?

I'll tell you when I get there. Although I work in the metric system, so it could get tricky.

Goodie! You can talk centimeters and meters; grams and kilograms to me, anytime!

Uh... no I can't. You women is driving me nuts!

I can say this though... other than a meter which you can show by making the yard gesture and then moving your hands slightly wider apart, there's no other metric size that makes any sense.

I can approximate a foot. an inch, even a half inch, and if i tell you something is about six inches long, you know about what I mean. now try telling someone something is ten centimeters long and see where it gets you.

The first time I drove to Canada and stopped for gas, I nearly lost my mind.

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If there's an afterlife, I'm gonna punch my mother in the mouth

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