Friday, January 27, 2006


First, a poem:

Handsome Richard, Hi
Do not run away from me!
Do I smell Funny?

Mom says you like me
I want to get to know you
I can't, when you leave!

Had a great evening with my brother who I told I would not be trying to play mother for, since he needs a big sister more than another parent. Fly, my birdie, fly.

My aunt sent me the meme about suing one word to describe the person who sent you the email. I sent her "cheerful" she sent me "Brave"

The answer to this is the following. "really? I don't feel brave, I feel like a big chicken that would like to hide, but has to cross the road in order to pay the rent." Somehow, I think I have found the meaning of life. (Again I find it every few years. Then it changes. The original definition remains the same, but with new ones added on. You know, because life is always changing)


NWJR said...


Oh,'re talking to a different Richard, aren't you?


:::Running away, very fast:::


Ginamonster said...

It's ok Rich, Hi to you too.