here's a little abstract randomness in waiting for the kings game to start:
there is no topic...
so i can write anything i want.
did you know cortez invented corn and chased the moon's shadow for every queen in spain?
haha...that's a lie, but i can still write it.
cortez is doing fine,
in fact, right now he's sipping his warm ex-icecube scotch and soda,
i assure you...
seventy percent of all episcopalian bluecollar jewelers
don't believe in such a thing as collective church and state.
i can write "mother teresa" in numbers on a calculator.
most people don't seem to understand the lasting impression
that a grade school teacher has on a modern nation's economy,
there is no topic...
so i can write anything,
hehe...you may want to keep your distance...
the average healthy rooster lives around twelve years,
to me, this is amusing.
did you know some of the trees in india have belly buttons?
in iceland, even parents run by the pool side,
and parents are very, very different.
i think our tour guide is "all hopped up on the q."
hey...wait one earth-spinning minute here...
how can the kings win if it all goes black again?!
ah...nevermind, that's just the pessimist in me doing the talking.
on an unrelated note, marvin was a superb zookeeper.
in fact, good ole magic marv was the son of a very exceptional zookeeper,
who was the son of yet an even more spectacular zookeeper.
you know...it's crazy, all of that spiraling ****,
kind of like, beneath the street lamp light, "kum-by-yah,"
just hangin' hope high with a light head and a heavy heart...
or a heavy head and a light heart...
that's my ode to this topic-less thread. don't read too much into it. it doesn't really mean anything at all...