Sometimes you want to lump together all those great weights that you're carrying and make from them some great messy mass of pigment. You'll smear it on a banner that unfurls across the sky, and then they will know.
Their mouths will hang open a bit. "We had no idea!" they'll say.
And then what? What will you do next?
...yeah. That's what I thought.
Posted by nickles at March 9, 2005 04:40 PMBob!
Yeah, so long time no contact but don't think I've forgotten you. Not this coming week but the week after is my spring break. You got any free time? Want to meet up?
YES!!! We even have an extra bed, if you need to get away. Mornings and late nights are usually the best, I reckon. I'm working ALL DAY today and tomorrow, but Sunday and MOnday I'm off. I'll call you, buddy.
Posted by: bob at March 11, 2005 09:04 AM