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Time Didn't Pass; It Tailgated.

In 1971, After Seven Years In College, With That Magic Piece Of Paper Clutched Triumphantly In My Fist, The Best Job I Was Able To Get Was Night Watchman On A Sewer Project In Babylon, N.y. Guarding A Hole In The Ground To Prevent Anyone From Stealing It. God Bless The American Educational System!

Some Guys Step On A Rake In The Dark, And Get Mad And Go Punch Somebody. Others Step On A Rake In The Dark And Fall Down Laughing At Themselves. I Know Which Kind Of Guy I'd Rather Be. So Do My Friends.

Honesty Is Hard Work.

The Day Apollo 11 Landed, I Knew Men Would Walk On Mars In My Lifetime. I'm No Longer Nearly So Sure. The Last Budget Put Forward In Canada Contained Not A Penny For Mars.