Nothin' to say. . .

Too many thoughts stampedin' in my head to pick out just one to put in this entry. Even if i chose one it would just tangent and leak into another....which would be followed by another, creating a seemingly incoherent string of babble that would force me to change the name of the blog from scribble scrabble to jibba jabba (a term coined by the wise Mr T), and nobody wants that. So..... there will be nothing said in this post.........



!BAMF!

Not Dead. . .

. . . Just busy....very busy....that kind of busy where you don't have time to sleep...or spend time with your kids and wife...and she begins to resent you for it, even though you're just tryin to keep food on the table and clothes on their backs. . . . .and you miss em like crazy. so much so, that you sacrifice even more sleep just so you can look at them alittle longer....and all your daily struggles just pile on along with mistakes from the past that come back to haunt you in the present. . . .and then the pressures from every direction start to affect your ability to do the things that are keeping you busy in the first place. . . .making it all in vain. . . .

you know.....that kind of busy.

Anyway, this is somethin' i did awhile ago....thought i'd throw it up.