Thought for 9/30/06
One thing that's remained true for more than twenty years now: mail is one of the best things ever.
A thought a day, and sporadic, lengthy correspondence, all from the middle west.
One thing that's remained true for more than twenty years now: mail is one of the best things ever.
In order to make good doughnuts, you need a wine glass, bottle cap, and someone handy with a slotted spoon (or, in a pinch, a fork).
The leaves are blowing carelessly across the road, putting our commutes into perspective.
I can give up five minutes of Ghost Recon every day for a little introspection and a nice chilly greeting of the morning air.
It *may* be a bad idea to call me and tell me you'll be home in two hours and, after I tell you I'm getting in the shower, surprise me by moments later creeping silently up on my naked bum.
Does it still count as brushing your teeth in the morning if you do it right after you get dressed at noon?
There are very few things that are less fun when naked. One of those things is horseback riding.