The Stinge!

Avoid the trajectory of life's putrid projectiles.
Equip yourself with an inpenetrable shield.
Mount upon the revolution of the spinning wheel,
Morph your problems into opportunities.

Things these days have swept your nike shoes past the mesh of human hair, forgetting what is behind and sprinting ahead for T-Mobile's pending contract termination and hair burnination. That is, the burnination initiated from a Lysol aerosol.

You know that the spinning wheel has indeed hurled you through experiencial irrelevancy when a friend of yours says, "You, my friend, are a crowd in and of your face."

Just wait, I'll make sense of each and every pixel above. And you will be very squeezed.

Jan Ullrich. That is all I have to say.

I feel like this noble 5-time Tour de France runner-up strove to win the Tour each time,but somehow either didn't press himself hard enough or didn't equip himself with the means to win. But I know now that he tried his best, that is all we can expect from anyone. Most people don't even go this far.

But enough for my sentiments. They have their time and day, but not right now. I have too much to gain and too little to lose. I have a definite responsibility in front of me: learn time management and discipline or fall to ruin, slip into sluggish solitude, and have nothing to quench my thirst except for my own tears! Well, perhaps I speak in terms of slammitude. For when the action of slamming a face occurs, a period of recuperation in instated.

The above paints a portrait of my life without the usage of my gifts and talents through the means of discipline and character. For skill and talent alone accomplish nothing. Only the work produced through the talents accomplishes incredible feats, of which I am able, if I but apply myself.

Hey, the chicken didn't cross the road without any effort.
And even if it had the talent of avoiding large 18-Wheelers, this talent would have served to no avail if the chicken had crossed halfway and stopped, reeling from heat stroke.

Likewise many of the brightest minds wither away in school simply because they lack discipline and the ability to work hard. Ben Rudolph has much to say on a subject such as this. Your face could learn much from one who has experienced the entire breadth of the world.

I do wonder what the ole chap is up to now in this day in age, dark they have grown indeed.

Perhaps concocting a plan of world domination (the back of my neck starts to sweat).
But I can't see such a nice person being capable of such an extreme goal. But even those without the means create a means for any goal their mind so desires since the other trivial goals are accomplished with little or no energy, just a solid determination.

For no mole sees light of day when birthed underground unless they defy the very power of gravity.

The above statement serves not as a quote, but as a stupid illustration, as Paul Burton has made on few an occasion.

Sorry about the longevity of nonexistance of posts from my face and my heart, but...



I was delayed...

-The Don.

p.s. Protect your memory. Drink lots of caffeine. Shut up, Paul.

p.p.s. Paul Burton, Pittman, and Richards are the coolest guys I know except for LPatkins, who supercedes any rendition of gutteral coolness in the known universe, except of course for senor cardgage, and without exception, of course, the superuniversal coolness of the one and only BigDaddy! from which all coolness springs.