My Voice Is Soft, But

I Want To Figure Out A Way To Not Be Stupid With Money, Then Make A Whole Bunch Of It, Then I Want To Move To Outer Mongolia. I Want To Milk A Yak. Maybe I'll Just Settle For A Cow.

Everything Good Needs Replacing

It Is Criminal To Put Our Servicemen And Women In Harm's Way And To Put The Lives Of So Many Civilians On The Line For The Misguided Frustrations Of The Bush Administration.

She Runs Up Into The Light Surprised Her Arms Are Opened Her Mind's Eye Is Seeing Things From A Better Side Than Most Can Dream

Goodnight Moon. Sweet Dreams. Smile Kindly Upon This Little Blue Gum Ball Of Us While We Sleep.