Greetings, friends. If you were either unforunate enough to visit this portion of cyberspace by mistake or sympathetic enough to take an interest in my affairs, please enjoy looking around. God bless you and have a nice day.
I walk down the street singing, believe in the deja vu as a sign of eternity, think no one is unreachable, am given to moodiness, wish I applied equal energy to all pursuits, am living in a shadow of the glory that is to come, fantasize that I could love everyone, assert that Justice will ultimately be wed to Love and conquer all, chuckle to myself and slightly hope that our mad, mad world will christen the pink polo shirt as formal attire.
"Why was there chicken wire around the marijuana? To keep deer out! You don’t want to see Bambi running around out in the road looking like he’s been smoking cigars and drinking brandy at Churchill’s, talking bad about Joe Stalin and saying nice thinks about FDR!"
posted by Josh @ Friday, January 30, 2009
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