December 20, 2001

You never miss home until you move away

Beginnings of a poem/random ideas that have been floating around in my head these last few days. Memories from growing up mostly.

Summer mornings - getting up early to pick raspberries for breakfast.
Winter evenings - sitting behind the wood stove. (Very cozy - warm is a good thing.)

Filed under: Anything Else — 10:21 am

Rumination of the Day

We’d be a lot better off if instead of this whole war thing, we simply challenged al Qaeda to send their four best pro wrestlers to fight against three of our pro wrestlers and Leonardo DiCaprio. Not only would we quickly resolve this conflict, we’d get to see Leo beaten with a folding chair.
-James Floyd

Heh - I’d pay to watch that.

Filed under: Humor — 9:21 am