Well, this is a good start...if not entirely surprising with my HOPELESS grasp of technology...I've called it My Life in Flip FLOGS...rather than flops!!!  can't work out how to change it now.  Should I leave it, is it like a post modernist joke...flogs to rhyme with blogs??? Even Tabitha looks disgusted at my uselessness!


 

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