I figured people would want to see how my handsome Duke is growing up.

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I figured people would want to see how my handsome Duke is growing up.

No one likes getting mail from the IRS. I’m not different, and I suspect that you, like me, has a heart that skips a beat when one of those love letters shows up in his mailbox.
I’ve become numb to it, however. Why? Simple: because I get the same two letters, month after month, and year after year, for years. One letter looks like this:

In a moment reminiscent of Castaway, I spent part of the morning hacking away with very primitive tools at one of the coconuts sitting in our front yard. My moment of victory came when I wrecked this thing open with my bare hands, after having extracted about a pint of coconut water from it. Booyah!

Some real outliers here with respect to the percentage of the population with a degree versus the sheer quantity of graduates.
