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The Best Things in Life

The best things in life are free. So goes the saying and sings the song. But are they, really? Here are our top 5 "free" things.

1. Sunlight

Gentle rays on a warm spring day. Free, yes. But too much of it will get you a nasty burn, a new freckle, or at worst, a pesky case of cancer.

2. A day at the beach

Yes. Unless you live in LA, in which it'll run you 2 hours in traffic and $15 in parking fees.

3. Fresh water

Uh, not really. You pay the price of those pesticides, drug residues, bacteria and other contaminants with your health.

4.  Free movie passes

You pay with your time. Arrive 2 hours early, and stand in long lines, only to be told as you approach the front that the show is sold out.

This happened to us once at the "Directors' Guild." Oh well, at least we got a credit on the $10 parking fee, which we have yet to use. Who knows, maybe we lucked out. If we'da gotten in, we prolly woulda sprung for a tub of $5 popcorn and $10 candy. Er, maybe not.

5. This blog.

It's free. No strings. Really. Share it with a friend.


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