subliminal_horse_retraction not tonya back up very slowly, now. try not to spook the chowder. switch the cordless_krill to reverse, set_the_controls_for_the_heart_of_the_sun and set a mat down before grandpa falls off the roof again. pull up to the second window and may Jesus and The Force both be with you 080414 ... unhinged . 201201 ... daf It wasn't me who was too big to get through the crack in the canyon to the best part of the trail..it was my horse. But I just couldn't leave him behind after all of these years, and so we sat there awhile musing on what could have been, then finally turned back toward civilization..heads hung low muttering; spouting justifications we'll use in old age nightly--to appease the ghosts of our dead dreams as we approach the grave together. 201201 what's it to you? who go blather from