I went to the gym today. Took a treadmill next to an older guy who starts to talk to me. I like talking with fellow gym rats. Makes the boring time on a treadmill go faster.
Turns out he's a conservative. I guess I'm a moderate--unless you're talking about the present scenario of our National Debt threatening to equal our Gross National Product. In that case, I'm with him.
This national calamity IMO, is the equivalent of a family of five having as much debt as they have assets.
If this were a novel, both parents would immediately lose their jobs.
Hmmmm. Now there's a plot.
How come non-writers wonder where we get our ideas? They're everywhere!
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