It’s time for a mental walkabout. No method, no madness just stuff. No rhyme to reason with.

Here’s a photo of Sundance, posted by GentleBarn. Why? Just because I loved it when I first saw it. Isn’t he darling? I think he’s hiding food in those cheeks. Either that or he’s trying out for The Godfather.

My friends love me. How many do you have? None.

Best last line from a movie ever? “Shit.” From The Professional. That could look swell on a tombstone. It’s a good movie by-the-way.

So often what is imposed in youth is chosen in adulthood. We become victims of our own ugly.

And, at the last: we all remain quite busy tripping over those emeralds in the mud.

So. Just enjoy the day—why not?