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8/22/12

8/21/12

8/07/12

If these are the end of times then this is the beginning of them because I'm talking about it right now.
So, if I continue to talk about the end of times and you continue to read what I'm writing about THE END, then an END will never happen as long as you keep on reading what I write, right?

Sooooo......

7/11/12

I Miss My Girlfriend...

I do - but I just got done gardening.
I was helping out our cucumbers.
There are still ants crawling on me as I type this.
I just killed three right now.
I have cleaned my hands and wiped the dirt from my legs.
It is early in the morning.
I just got home from work two hours ago.
I shaved off the fletching from all of my arrows to use as stakes for the garden.
They were old arrows.

I miss my girlfriend.

6/17/12

It's hard to write The Great American Novel when you have a corn dog in the toaster oven.

6/10/12

it makes me feel guilty that I can take George to lunch
and not my own Father.

did

Did I just totally screw everything up by trying to update all of the new darn-fangled options on Blogger?

6/07/12

Welsh: You haven’t changed at all, have you Witt? You haven’t learned a thing … you’ll never be a real soldier.

Witt: I can take anything you dish out. I’m twice the man you are.

Welsh: In this world, a man, himself, is nothin’. And there ain’t no world but this one … we’re livin’ in a world that’s blown itself to hell as fast as everybody can arrange it.

6/02/12

"You were sick, but now you are well again. And there's work to be done."

6/01/12

I am The Great Yellow Hope.