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"o frabjous day! callooh! callay!" he chortled in his joy Speckled paint is no more. But all is not lost — Speckled Paint has been transmogrified to the Solipsitic Gazette
 I had a chance meeting today with a man who claimed to have most, if not all, of the answers. I gave him a sly look and then went on my way. In hindsight, I should have shot him between the eyes.
Figuratively speaking, of course. A big thank you is due to Mark at wood s lot for letting me know and easing that pain of loss. Be still my beating heart. |