Fit sand starts

On the way out the door I put in my head to remember: Envy Taxes.

On the way back in just now two more things got added to the unwritten list.

That’s too many things so I wrote them:

1) Joni Mitchell saying so why should I feel sorry if
they just couldn’t understand the idiomatic logic
that went on in my head.

(JM sang them most famously but it was Annie Ross that wrote them in 1952.)

2) 2019/04/#.txt

That last part is of consequence here, more than envy massages or tax scanning or even recollected fragments of the canadian Queen of the Malibu Canyon.

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