A k a Regina Schrambling, I write once a week at the base camp but come across things between Sundays that are worth sharing. I suspect my emailing list is plumb tuckered out from clicking on everything I send around, though. And so I’ve sold my soul to the Google.
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So the Ice Man No Longer Cometh? Sorry, I don't mean to make light of a desperate situation, but it's hard for me to refrain from gallows humor.
And what is your snark for AIG today?
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