Hey kids, old fat grampa Bob here, throwing down a little script before I call it a night.
It was kind of funny. I was putting away some clothes just a few moments ago, and right after I got done, Lisa comes into the bedroom, ready for the night, and she asks me if I would mind if she watched some of the news. Of course, I was fine with it. I told her, “I still have two hundred words to get down in my blog before I hit the sack”.
With a rather wry smile, she looked up at me and said, “You know what I would do? I would just write TWO HUNDRED WORDS”.
I like the way my baby thinks, but I also had to confess that I had done that before, in an effort to create some sort of smartass shortcut.
I’m writing this for my future progeny. My grandchildren, and maybe even my great-grandchildren.
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Who knows, maybe one day I’ll even be the subject of some report for some descendant of mine who needs a little help.
“My great grampa wrote in his blog every day”.
You know what, that kind of thing appeals to me every time I think about it.
Peace y’all.
