I went to see Dr. Silverman, dermatologist and father of Sarah this morning. This was the waiting room, lots of AARP magazines as well as Time and Newsweek. One man, when asked his birthday by the receptionist, said, "November 10th 1920, I'm as old as dirt". Is that true? I don't know. It seemed like he was telling a tall tale. Well, the bad news for me in the life of aimers, is that I've got some crazy mole that needs to be surgically removed pronto. I'm kind of tripping, but like Tupac says, keep yo' head up. Which reminds me, I haven't made a Tupac memorial blog.
I gotta go!!