MY DEMENTED DIARY

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My Biography

My Beliefs

My more serious diary:
A Walk Through the
Valley of the Shadow

Today we celebrate the birthday of Paul Erdos, born in 1913. He was a Hungarian mathematician who appears to have had more fun mud-rassling with paranoid elements in the U.S. government than doing mathematics.

Last night I dreamed that I bought a Corvette. Now, folks, I've always thought of Corvette drivers as having giant fish hooks stuck through their cheeks. Corvettes are lotsa glamour but they're not very well made and they're drastically overpriced. So the day I ever buy one will be the day you can certify me for commitment.

Oh well, dreams are like religion. They're unexplainable. They make no sense.

But anyhow, after a trip up to the parish hall to perform my volunteer trash-hauling duty for Calvert Safe Nights, today will be a great day to get in another coupla garden plots.

Happy Wednesday!

OrneryPest