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The Tarnished Spoon  

stardust81937 87M
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5/5/2013 6:27 am
The Tarnished Spoon
The Tarnished Spoon

"Do you know who I am, Sir"
"I don't need to know who you are," the cop said as he led Reese Witherspoon to his squad car in handcuffs....

Well,you probably know the rest of this story much better than I do. I was busy getting ready to make the trip into the nearest town to buy supplies, while listening with half an ear to an AM radio station 175 miles to the West, broadcasting news from Los Angeles.

I Googled up a picture of Reese Witherspoon and briefly scanned over a biography of her.
It's pretty amazing to me how this woman (she was born March 22nd, 1976-- making her old enough to have half a brain), could be such an immature . Like the cop who was arresting her and her husband for DUI, I had no clue who Reese is.

Coming in contact with too many people like Reese with overblown concepts of their own worth was the main reason I chose to live in a place considered a wasteland, and left the Hollywood area once and for all. It's always almost a miracle to me that a scant 100 miles away from my place, millions of humans live like a swarm of ants... and here in my almost personal wonderland there's practically no one.

To each his own my friends. To each his own...

by david stardust, Sunday morning, May 5th, 2013...

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