Some Knowledge

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A friend schooled me in the art of hard-boiled eggs. 'Boil em 7 minutes, then immediately toss em into ice water for 1 minute, followed by rolling em on a folded paper towel. That's how you do it right.' I couldn't disagree. Another friend said, 'Never, ever change the stock mufflers on your car in favor of loud dual exhaust, you'll ruin the valves. The motor will be shot all to hell.' I didn't feel like disagreeing. I was sitting at the side of the community pool, one of the few in the shaded area. The fried-fish were stacked upon each other in the bright sun, laughing, and boiling… having a grand time, I presume. They advised me that it's silly to come here just to sit in the shade, 'You need some color fella! You're so white.' I guess I had to agree. - Someone offered me a fresh boiled egg. I replied, 'No thanks, I've never really cared for those things.' I grabbed my bag and wished them a good day, they all wished me the same. I get into my old car out in the parking lot, fire it up … God, it sounds so good! Idling through custom dual glass pack pipes! I look at the odometer,289,289 miles registered there. I think to myself, I bought this thing over 40 years ago, one of these days I just might need to rebuild the engine, but not yet … it runs perfect. So, I put it in gear, head out onto the highway. Time to visit my old pal, the sun-worshiper, who's in the hospital, dying of melanoma…

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