I don't know what in the world brought that to mind. There I was, standing in the kitchen, eating a pimento cheese foldover the sink and otherwise minding my own business when WHAMO! right out of the clear blue sky the question posed itself.
Now why do you suppose that is?
Yes, I accept that I am crazier than a left-handed football bat; that's got nothing to do with it.
(I don't think...)
Ah! That last statement... maybe we're on to something here...
Unidentified dageurreotype, ca. 1860s.
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