Well lets see, I possess no intellect, morals, goals, or ambition, I can barley read, my ride(s) aren't pimped, (well maybe a little), my people skills are atrocious, my vocabulary insufficient, I seem hate anything even remotely fun, as well as most people. Little things bother me. Like people asking me, "How is it possible that you are able to extemporaneously lecture so effortlessly on such a myriad of complex topics? What is the key to your incisive, witty repertoire?" It is a valid question I suppose. Certainly, there is a formula to being relentlessly dynamic. There's a shockingly simple equation to being uber-interesting, and it works with every subject imaginable. But alas, ........wait....., what were we talking about? At the same time I feel as though I have not accomplished what I was born to do. That is a burning question that haunts me every day...Have I done enough? Am I a good person? Will a midget kick me today?...Too many senseless questions to worry about. I love to write my thoughts down on subjects I observe in life, I also love to poke fun at meaningless issues, so if you are thin skinned or too old fashioned then maybe we are not right for one another. So if you do like I do and take life with a grain of salt, smile and have fun, drop me a line. And never trust a midget clown...All that but exactly the opposite. Have fun in life of you can. Amen