0 comments 17 September 2009

And so it was later as the Miller told his tale

When you stop taking chances, you'll stay where you sit, you won't live any longer, but it'll feel like it

It's not why you're running, it's where you're going, it's not what you're dreaming, but what you're gonna do.

I'm gonna go back to school for a BS in Information Technology. My first class was Wednesday. Wish me luck.

0 comments 16 September 2009

I give you a poem, in two stanzas, arranged but not authored by yours truly, in preparation for the such-huge-life-changing-news-that-it-has-to-be-rolled-out-over-two-days announcement... enjoy!

Blinded, (I) lost (my) way, through the side streets and the alleyway Although my eyes were open, they might have just as well have been closed

Something, is about to give, I can feel it coming, I think I know what it is