My ladder climbing days are over.
Hate Mail Update: The tireless little meter-maid of my orthography is ineducable. He doesn't get it that someone who has given you no reason to respect them is powerless to shame you. Or at least that's the way it works with me. At this point, I look on it as free if downmarket advertising.
Hate Update 2: Nope, it wasn't my head that got bumped. In fact, it was a downright educational experience falling about six feet at my age. That and the younger doctor treating me like I was in my dotage, talking down to me as if I didn't know the right words for what he was talking about.
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