♪ Attend the story of Sneezy Todd
The al-lergic barber of Fleet Street ♫

The pumpkin spice must espresso.

♪ I saw three ships come sailing in ♫…and called my analyst.

Tolkien’s Tokens.

His dad’s family emigrated from there.
Source: I most resemble my maternal grandfather, and have run across a dozen or more folk from around Elgin, Scotland, who could be my bleedin’ twin!

“Reader, suppose you were an idiot. And suppose you were a member of Congress. But I repeat myself.”- Mark Twain

It’s _fnord a complete _fnord mystery to me.

Reality never measures up to the Ideal.

Our Sun is a second- or third-generation star. All of the rocky and metallic material we stand on, the iron in our blood, the calcium in our teeth, the carbon in our genes were produced billions of years ago in the interior of a red giant star. We are made of star-stuff. - Carl Sagan