Cocoa in the morning is for kiddies, so Bart brews a full flavored java and reads the headlines -"Japan to pay for non-nipponese sperm donations". The era of race purity is over there. Bart hurrumphs. He's more inclined to maximize his gift cards so he found this website which claims it will aggregate a variety of stores into one Visa you can use anywhere. Bart wants a $149 wifi radio and if he can add $26 to the card total he can do this. The noise outside gets his attention and it is a guy with a kazoo and a girl with a drum marching towards the spillway playing Darktown Strutters Ball.
~~~from 2011

Twitchie, we really loved you. It's all about the time you were here, not what could have been. That same sentiment applies to human life, too.

Sticking to the plan, this is a half-time for posterity. Your perfect pairing in a warm place with anomaly as it's gauge defines reality not asperation. This is how I live so it's not about dying. Retiring to get to this point proves the balance of the universe prevails, so extinguish all woe talk. There are jewel boxes everywhere, so just take the time to in/digest some - - does wonders for the required outlook.

Yea for January - yea for getting past all the implied joy that can't come close to the real joy that happens every effen day. I want my Maypo. I drive when others pedal. Today I found out that everything worth finding out about already happened in the '90s. I know very little and the good stuff is received like a grade schooler after milk and cookies. But aren't we pretending to see signs of enlightenment when Jesus already told us about life everlasting? Sammy's london broil is decadent and the downstairs contains the fragrance of ground Arabica beans so this is a homage to life as we already know it. Praise the lord and photoshop the ammunition.

For a guy with Will's flaws to wake up every day next to this prize of beauty and carnal optimization is too priceless to attribute to just luck. . halfway to something