“Matrimony… the final frontier. These are the voyages of the Starship Casamiento Segundo, its until-death-do-us-part mission… to explore a strange new relationship… to seek out a new life and new adventures… to boldly go where no sane couple has gone before.”
It is a beautiful autumnal morning here in the St. Louis metropolitan area. I had a routine dental appointment at 0900 for a cleaning and x-rays. Teeth are great, thanks for asking.
As I was checking out the administrative person behind the desk asked what was I going to do with the rest of this beautiful day.
“Well,” I replied, “I am retired and I am going to do whatever my muse moves me to do.”
I went on to add, “Of course my muse’s name is Robin and I am married to her.”
For once I got a real laugh, not the pity laugh I am used to with my chronic, groan-worthy jokes that tend to cause people’s eyes to roll backwards in their heads.
And so it goes.
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