Last night,
surrounded by my books, words and sentences, paragraphs and chapters on the
sublime mysteries of infinity, of salvation through Christ, of the hard
practicalities of why the South lost the Civil War, reading a little of this, a
little of that, pondering these deep subjects –
Or at least
trying to.
The wife was
watching Rocky IV (not her fault; I
found it channel surfing earlier in the night), and all I could think about was
–
Who would win in
a fight, Clubber Lang or Ivan Drago?
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