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Week of March 22, 2009 - March 28, 2009

Friday Night Happy Hour


It's FRIDAY!!!!!  Yay!!!!!!

Friday, Friday
gotta love that day
Friday, Friday
sometimes you wait all freakin' day

For Friday laughter
Friday chatter
it's the very best day!

Hope to see you there, folks!!


A Short List of Things I Know


I know I love most people.

I know I'm lucky to be here.

I know things are scary right now, but I also know they were scary thousands of years ago too.

I know most people are inherently good and well-meaning.

I know some are not.

I know that I will never know whether or not that matters when the time comes for them to die.

I know that I will never know whether or not that matters when the time comes for me to.

I know that while I'm here on this planet, and alive, I'd like to make a difference.  In a good way.

I know that money is a stupid thing to strive for but it keeps our species alive, for now.

I know that love is the best thing to strive for, because it lasts a lot longer than my 401K.

And, um, that's about it.  The rest is all guess-work.


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  • Favorite Books "Good Omens" by Pratchett & Gaiman, "The Gold Coast" by Nelson DeMille, "Handling Sin" by Michael Malone, "The Master and Margarita" by Mikhail Bulgakov, and just about anything by Christopher Moore
  • Favorite Quotes "Yeah, well, everything below the neck works fine." - Max Carrigan / "Mean people suck." - My sister's bumper sticker / "Well there is being human, and there is being humane." - Dickday / "The future ain't what it used to be." - Yogi Berra

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There she is, my little one, So quick to be hurt, so quick to grin, Timid, afraid, holding out her hand, Yet many a heart she will always win. Playing, reading, talking to her dolls, Then time for cuddling, time for a kiss. She whispers, “I love you” in my ear, There she goes, my sweet little miss. Blond hair tied up in pert little bows, Skin so soft and smooth like a dove. One minute a tear, next a smile, That’s my child, my littlest love. - Mum

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