I’m sitting here, trying to think of something to say… Some new news to share with the world… Some random gripe or rant… And, I don’t know, I think my wind (hot air) has been pressed out of me. I mean, I have nothing.
I paid bills today… That’s not really news. And it isn’t what has made me so silent. Maybe it’s the fact that I’m facing down 33 and someone mentioned earlier that if I went to UT at the same time as the likes of James Brown, Mike Adams, and Priest Holmes, then I’m old. How sad is that?
P.S. Hang in there, Mr. and Mrs. F.