Saturday Soliloquy: No Particular Place to Go
Do your fingers ever get all twisted when you type? Aren’t you thankful for word processing programs that are SO easy to correct? I’m old. I remember learning to type on big, clunky typewriters with the handle that you tossed to return the carriage for the next line. I remember typing erasers–little brush on one end, eraser on the other, on what looked like a misguided pencil. And the erasers…
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