July 2

The sun, finally regaining it's prominence, made the scene here this morning with a passion. Sending those angry rays pouring down so revengefully that they're creating somewhat of a breeze. The sun, the breeze and the lack of water fixated thrill seekers so far, could make for a good day here.

The date being 7.2.7, I hope it doesn't turn out to be Boeing. It'll never happen! There still seems to be plenty of attainable emotions and fiery wants in these old bodies that keep us able to participate and wade out as deep as we want to, in the good life and happenings that surround us. The intensity may have lessened somewhat but not even near close enough to leave us in a bored state.

Keep the old shoulder mounted controller working a little every so often is a good idea. An extended period of idleness could carbon up and foul the plugs creating a miss in the firing of the head honcho's fine tuned impulses. This could leave you with duh duh huh as the most used words in your vocabulary.

Me, moving the cursor to the little place marked send and making a tiny click, is about the easiest way there is to get off the old soap box. I won't mention that a quick click on your delete button with your cursor located there-in would accomplish the same goal but a lot faster.

"If you follow an ideal , you are bound to improve." Anon