Books. Bikes. Boomsticks.
"Hige sceal þe heardra, heorte þe cenre, mod sceal þe mare, þe ure mægen lytlað…"
*laughing to keep from crying*
That works perfectly. -- Lyle
...and I am *thisclose* to simply shrugging, and embracing the label. If it earns me an afterlife spot in the same Eternal Zip Code as Adams, Washington, and Franklin, I'll be blissfully happy.
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