Where did all the bombast go? The hair? The joie de vivre? Well as life sometimes turns, you are transported to where Sherman scorched the earth but this moment is reserved for the face of Venus shining her smile right at you.

That special something exists as these words land. That's the permanence required for congruity. The reason for mention here is the relief when today goes to tomorrow. The shift to * boom-diay is automatic and best fit. Get why these words appear here?? The similarity to half-stepping is obvious, sometimes you gotta hold 'em.

Cheez ontoast is a fine start to another divine day for recovery. Hurts when I . . don't do that. The ring consists of bed, period. You gotta express regret for what could be mistaken for malingering when in reality, it's what's goin' on.

Cue the ukelele, Dano. There's a dreamgirl in my midst and she's going' hula on me. Catch the sublime rating going on here? hula=dreamgirl