Bad news: my younger brother hit a patch of ice this morning and flipped his truck.
Good news: he's OK, thank whomever I'm supposed to thank. Whew.
Bad news: I'm turning into my grandmother and am thinking of calling him and telling him NOT to haul the wife and kids to Michigan for Thanksgiving. I'm becoming a worrier!
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A word to the wise ain't necessary - it's the stupid ones who need the advice.
--Bill Cosby
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