"Die, you cursed soccerball, die!!" --'at's me boy. A bad day in Iraq. A nice day in Iraq.


The future isn't what it used to be. But I'll take more of it. Please.

You go out with what you have been. You come back with what you are. It's your choice.
How many days do I have left? The Psalmist said three score and ten was normal; he said four score was pushing it, and the extra ten were all hard anyway. Ps 81 I think.
So far so good.