i once spent all morning making a superb (one o ma betta efforts if a do say so maself) chicken stock and then proceeded to dump it down the sink, watching in oblivious idiocy as the golden liquid poured around the black rubber of the garbage disposal to be lost forever.
and if i think about it some more i coauld come up with boneheadier thigs than that.

my name is wyndhy and i love a boner...er i am a bonehead

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Trees give peace to the souls of men * Nora Waln

The forest would be very quiet if no other birds sang than those who sing the best * Henry van Dyke

some fairly sordid tales, rambles, and anecdotes
Hypothetically Speaking * Something More * Cammy Interrupted * An Experimental Vacation * Masked * so..damn..hot * Thank You * My toy, his idea * no.19 Maple Lane * I Have A Surprise For You * Yesterday * In a Quiet Kitchen * help me decide * untitled prose * more untitled prose