While I was clicking around Unsplash tonight looking for poetic inspiration, I noticed this headstone. This is a peeve of mine. If you’re going to join the ranks of the fanged, at some point go back and put a death date on your headstone so people don’t start asking questions. Sheesh!
And now for today’s candy, Chuckles! I haven’t had them in years, but back when I was commuting to and from Manhattan, I would stop at a newsstand and pick up a pack before I boarded the train home. When I was a kid I favored the red and black ones, but in my 40s, I fell in love with the green ones. Does taste in candy mature?
That’s all for tonight, kids. I’m low on energy and need to get some hemoglobin in me because I’m doing some daywalking tomorrow and need my strength. Wink-wink, nudge-nudge.
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