A guy who just stopped at my house a couple of minutes ago. He stopped to tell me about a leadership and management class that they are having in our town and he asked me if I could speak at the next few meetings. No big deal, could do that kind of thing in my sleep. Then he started making small talk with me and he asked about my health. Of course it turns out he's some sort of "miracle worker" and he guaranteed me that he would go home and read up on cystic fibrosis and that I would be cured by Friday if I let him help me. Says he's cured cancer, diabetes, asthma and many other diseases that have doctors and scientists baffled.

So how about that, I've battled for 39 years to beat this disease and all I really had to do was call this guy. Damn, I can't wait until Friday.

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It takes a gutless mouse to play only when the cat's away.

No love, no friendship, can cross the path of our destiny without leaving some mark on it forever. ~~ Francois Mocuriac

Confucius say, "He who masturbate into cash register come into money."

An optimist looks at the glass and says it's half full. A pessimist looks at the glass and says it's half empty. A Cubs fan looks at the glass and says, "When's it gonna spill?"

Deus Impetitio Esuritori Nullus