Cracked
Not the old magazine that rivaled MAD Magazine. No, I may have a cracked rib and that sucks.
Iβve been having a lot of muscle pain lately left side, and that happens with getting old, but Iβm probably going to have it looked at just to be safe and ease the mind.

The human body is quite the machine when itβs running right.
And when itβs running less so itβs still amazing that one little thing out of whack can cause the whole of the thing to want to stop.
But I guess thatβs a natural protection mechanism.
I want to warn yβall ahead of time that I may have a few words that some wonβt like here soon.
I am really angry about whatβs happening with our country right now. But I will try to keep it to a dull roar. I donβt have a huge readership. As a matter of fact I donβt think anyone reads this on the daily.
But, this is where I let off steam and get stuff out of my head.
If I offend, so be it. Thatβs not me being callous, it is what it is.
I wonβt apologize.
Not time to proofread tonight. (Okay, I lied.)
Thatβs it. Thatβs the post.
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