Once in a blue blue moon, for no good reason, I begin Googling for People Whose Path I Really Ought Not Intersect Again. It's the same part of me that likes to put sticks into fire ant mounts, and that likes to leave the dresser drawers open so that Mrs. will bark at me ("I like it when the cannons go off, they're loud!").
But curiosity is a powerful force. And so I Googled. And I found....
--nothing.
I'm the first to say that sometimes one should let sleeping dogs lie. It's just as well.
(No, not that one. This is one from back in Indiana.)
Mojo Bison's Range
(Where
Unintended Consequences Roam)
"Horror of horrors, a historian who is not a progressive or a Democrat!
Will we never see the backside of him?" (Be careful what you wish...)
One man's musings on history, politics, education, recipes, and other
things (including the occasional paean to Manly Outdoor Pursuits)
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