And now comes the part when they say, "DON'T JUMP!"

No, No... It's purely an expression. Not going anywhere. The wedding was beautiful and cool and there was lots of fun and lots of alcohol for those who cared to imbible. The cake was fantastic. I didn't get enough. But congratulations to my son and his beautiful ne wife. May you be happy forever!

MARRIAGE - Three Tenths Love & Seven Tenths Forgiveness of Sins...

She Walks in Beauty

Lord Byron (1788-1824)

She walks in beauty, like the night

Of cloudless climes and starry skies,

And all that's best of dark and bright

Meets in her aspect and her eyes;

Thus mellow'd to that tender light

Which Heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,

                                                       

Had half impair'd the nameless grace

Which waves in every raven tress

Or softly lightens o'er her face,

Where thoughts serenely sweet express

How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek and o'er that brow

So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,

The smiles that win, the tints that glow,

But tell of days in goodness spent,

A mind at peace with all below,

A heart whose love is innocent.

For Johnny and Allison. All of our love and wishes for a wonderful life.

"If you're not going forward and not going backward, then you're stuck in one place, stagnating."

"The end does not justify the means. No one’s rights can be secured by the violation of the rights of others."

Ayn Rand

Today made a milestone. Today I took a step towards growth. Today I began writing my book. Since I had a good bit of it in my head, it doesn't seem to be that hard to compile. What takes time is the organization of thoughts and characters. Since I have to do it in a style that changes the names enough to keep that person from getting his or her feelings hurt; or God forbid, sue me for spoiling their little poo pile that they've built up concerning what they did.

Funny thing is that I am telling Pierce's story. Or I should say, telling OUR story. So if you've been in my life since Pierce came on to this earth, you're ripe for the pulp.

The working title is Powder Burns. It fits, me thinks, the situation that went down. And all I can say is, "Look out, Assholes". You know who I'm talking about. You know who you are. I'm going to lay it out the way I think it happened based on lots of juicy gossip that your fat mouthed little friends puked out to keep their own asses out of the ringer. I'm also using facts and information that has been provided to me by sympathetic friends. Some that just want to see you all get fucked...

Anyway, hostilities aside, it has started. And I'm excited to be doing it. THANK YOU to those friends and acquaintences that have encouraged me...

What a difference a day makes...

Yesterday mounted better times and pulled me from the funk I was in. Thank God. Depression sucks. And what sucks worse is people who don't understand depression. Most think that it is "just you feewing down in de dumps". Yeah. Just pick yourself up and dust yourself off and start all over again. The makings of a right fine song, there. It doesn't go away that easy. And when it hits you, it doesn't pull any punches. You can ignore it. But it will drag you down to the bottom of the pit. It reacts to your fighting it by laying waste to your immune system. Making you susceptible to every little bug or virii that pops along. That's why I'm friends with alcohol hand cleaner.

TODAY WILL BE BETTER. APRIL 24th approaches fast!

SPARE THE ROD AND SPOIL THE SOUP!

Or is it "Too many cooks spoil the rod"? I forget. Presently, I feel like the ultimate bad guy. Things in my life have turned sour. And its really a combination of different things. No one thing in particular. It seems like I put my hands on something and I screw it up. I have two guns that are incredibly hard to fix. They're making me stupid. Im tired of writing...

The frustration builds and builds,
and anxiety is its legion.
You swing your pain like a club,
but it connects with nobodys business.
Take it away from the weilder above,
as the justice deserved doesn't come here at all.

I hate bearing bad news that I should not have to be responsible for. But as I am ultimately responsible for it, the task is thrown to me with the abandon of some stranger passing on the street.

But through it all I cling to the black stallion that justifies my positions in life.