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Non-denominational. For now.

November’s a long way off.  I’ve enjoyed watching folks get their drawers in a bunch over yet another Presidential election.  I’ve also pondered the last politico that promised to save the day…and didn’t.  Frankly, I can’t recall all the names.  Every one of ’em promised that.  The men, the women, the Hillary’s, black, white, brown, undetermined.

SWIM IN THE SEPTIC TANK--JAN 29 2016

Wherever you stand right now, I’d recommend standing there in hip waders.  With something that floats.