someone told me i leave a legacy that men write songs about, years after i've been gone.

i'm not sure what to think of this. it was a good song, but, yikes... this isn't necessarily a good thing!

surprise for all those saying "mccain or canada" because they think obama is socialist... You got a big surprise awaiting you in canada!

when you get to a point in your life where you've really put your old life behind you, and you happen to glance back at one small thing, things start unraveling. sometimes i like what i remember, and a lot of times, i don't. memories are a lot like dreams for me. the more real they are, the more difficult it is to wake up from them. it's like watching a movie. i'm shocked and surprised and sometimes sympathetic toward the character i used to be. then i become shocked and surprised at whom i've become. sometimes i feel like i am less of a person because i'm not full of passion and angst and emotion. on the other hand i'm probably a better person for that same reason. i don't know what, if anything, i've replaced all that with. maybe that's why i don't feel like i'm done yet. i had a couple of dreams lately that i am not doing so great on time. that's probably because i have a lump in my abdomen the size of my fist. so much used to piss me off. now i could care less. i've got a real "who cares?" attitude towards a lot of things. if it doesnt affect you, why worry about it? and if it does affect you, why not make that stop? good questions.