and she said.. "how you interpret the dream is probably more important than the dream itself"

Kitty Bukkake is a pretty rockin' time. Makes me want to run run run... even though I won't.

I'm finding a few things. One, there is tons of good writing out there. Good writing about Europe, about the war, about picking up chicks, and about being gay. There is good writing from Baghdaddy to the Virgin Islands. There is, however, only 24 hours in the day. 60 minutes to each, and then again only 60 seconds to each of them. 86,400 seconds sounds like a lot but it isn't really. Think.. only 60 of them per minute and a mere 1440 minutes a day. More people die of cancer in the United States every day then minutes elapse. I don't mean to harp on the cancer thing but it puts things in relative perspective. My uncle had cancer.. now that's relative perspective.

3600 seconds an hour. Hardly seems worth mentioning at all, it's such a tiny figure. The average American, they say, walks 18,000 steps in a day. That's 1 step every 5 seconds..

A ten-miler in the mud is no Gatorade commercial