Jello. Red wriggly jello. YUM.
It seems as I age, I revert back to things I haven't thought of since childhood.
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Speaking of my childhood, I am now 39 years old and my face is betraying me... as it sags, creases and discolors at the same time it defies aging and produces acne at a rate never before seen on my visage. WTF?
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And back then, when everyone else was worrying about pimples, I had an obsession with Highlander. The movie. In truth, it was my sister's obsession as much as mine. And I was reminded this morning that I know all the words by heart when I read the Dallas Morning News article about a broad-sword attach in Hurst (Texas). All together now, what was the first thing I thought?
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"There can be only one."