A running tune in my head:
The strain in Spain stays mainly in the sprain.
{The rain in Spain stays mainly in the plains.
The rain in Spain sprays mainly in the plains causing sprains...)
I'll sooner go nuts than later.
I intend to sign the Advanced Medical Directive eventually so that when I am a vegetable, doctors need not go to extreme lenghts to keep me alive. They can halt all treatments when I become kale. When I'm still a cabbage, they should not pull the plug or throw in the towel.
Some kids are meant for academia; others are macadamia.
Update on 5 Sep: wondering to delete this or publish this. What the heck. I'm human after all. Let it be a pistachio moment!
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