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1.
No one has ever done
more for a Paul Oliverio
birthday than Mrs. CarPeo
did for my 75th Birthday.
We had a spectacular
meal at the most
exclusive steakhouse
in downtown
Long Beach.
Above and beyond her
monthly rent,
she gave me
a "Bonus Check"
significantly reducing stress
associated with
property tax, HOA dues
and never-say-die
special assessment.
I now have a pair
of red sneakers
and a new set of
quality sweat socks.
She got us a scrumptious
almond raisin crumb
"Second Birthday Cake"
arriving eight days after
the actual birthday cake.
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2.
The first two words
entitling this page
are near and dear
to my sports-aholic
mentality.
Hardly a sports event
happens where its conclusion
is not met with
an essay proclaiming
FIVE TAKEAWAYS
It is as if
the masters of the universe
declared
"Give them a number
that rhymes with JIVE
and we will have them hooked."
3.
My age is now
one year from
birthday number 76,
when as many trombones
will wail its arrival.
4.
If it delivers
a shock to the system
that a desirable page
of this blog
has nothing to do with
any other page
all I can say is
So Be It
5.
The V in SeVenty-five
stands for Vanity.
Otherwise
I would not end this page
with a racial statement:
Is the person
in the photo below
White, Black, or Latino?
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Really? Not rent but shared expenses. What “tenant” does for “landlord” what we do for each other?
ReplyDeleteI really do not know what to say except that you
Delete(presumably Mrs. CarPeo) end your comment
with a brilliant question
-Oliverio
Really? These are shared expenses. What “tenant” does for a “landlord” what we do for each other?
ReplyDeleteBut not what the sender wanted to hear.
ReplyDelete