An Ode...

I awake and I lay here & ponder O'er the mass that is growing down yonder I can't help but think Of what's in my stink That when it's gone I'll be nothing but fonder

Well Meant, Poorly Met.

After prayerful counsel with Our Lord & Savior Jesus Christ, et al, it has been confirmed to me that the #massinmyass was not put there or allowed to grow by Jesus & Co to teach me humility or give me a tender heart towards vegetarians…

Build Me a Son

Build me a son, O Lord, who will be strong enough to know when he is weak, and brave enough to face himself when he is afraid, one who will be proud and unbending in honest defeat, and humble and gentle in victory. Douglas MacArthur
Nelson Mandela at his jail window


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Invictus BY WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY Out of the night that covers me,       Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be       For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance       I…

5 OCT UPDATE- CAT Scan today, Results Monday

I had the CAT scan today and, of course, being Friday, we won't get results until Monday.  Fortunately we already have our appointment with the surgeon so we will be using our time wisely.  Had a serious problem with blood flow the past few…