I got nothing today.
All I could think of was the fact that Jesse Hubbard is alive and well on All My Children.
Ok, I doubt he is well. It is a soap opera, after all. A soap opera that I stopped watching at least 5 years ago. But 25 years ago I watched it faithfully. I happened to be on vacation in Gulf Shores, Alabama (this was before I hated oceans and still tolerated Alabama) the week that Jesse died. It took him all week, ya'll, and I cried like a baby. Then I got a ticket to go to the Firecracker 400 in Daytona and I was alright.
So what's the point? Um. Let me think. Stay away from the ocean. Alabama sucks. NASCAR is no longer stock car racing. And I wonder how Jesse came back to life?!
I think I’m doing birds wrong
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I have always been lightly obsessed with birds, and it’s gotten worse as
I’ve gotten older, which I can only assume is another sign of perimenopause
that n...
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