Once again I put pen to paper to write and find my mind is as blank as the paper.

There is a long narrow dirt road, pocked with footprint-sized ruts, the only obvious sign that others have been here before me. There is a gentle bend, the road rounding itself lazily into the unknown, curving itself into the gray-green shadows of the dense forest that envelopes it like an arching leafy canopy. There is a damp chill to the air, and a dewy, earthy scent, heady with the crisp freshness of new growth. The sun fights its way through the few porous openings it can find, dappling the earth with dazzling highlights.

By the time I realize where I am, I cannot remember how I came to be there, or which direction I'm meant to go. But then, I really don't know where I am, at all; I only know it feels a familiar place, and that I am not afraid. The path before me is a well trodden one, and this brings me peace, even as I trip along its ruggedness.

So I walk, and I walk, and I walk some more, striding at a purposeful but unhurried pace, following the winding road wherever it may choose to lead.

This is what I dream. I hope I find it soon.

For a long time it had seemed to me that life was about to begin - real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way. Something to be got through first, some unfinished business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid. Then life would begin. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life.
~ Fr. Alfred D'Souza

JFC - 44 and the wrinkles keep coming!

happy BIRTHDAY to me,
happy BIRTHDAY to me,
happy BIRTHDAY to an old fart like me….....

yeah whatever.







Just like old age here are some random thoughts:

Growing old is mandatory; growing up is optional.
Insanity is my only means of relaxation.
Forget the health food. I need all the preservatives I can get.
Blessed are those who hunger and thirst, for they are sticking to their diets.
You're getting old when you get the same sensation from a rocking chair that you once got from a roller coaster.
Perhaps you know why women over fifty don't have babies; they would put them down somewhere and forget where they left them.
One of life's mysteries is how a two pound box of candy can make you gain five pounds.
It's frustrating when you know all the answers, but nobody bothers to ask you the questions.
If you can remain calm, you just don't have all the facts.
Stress reducer; Put a bag on your head. Mark it "closed for remodeling". *Caution - leave air holes.
I finally got my head together, and my body fell apart.
There cannot be a crisis this week; my schedule is already full.
The real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing in the right place, but also to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment.
Time may be a great healer, but it's also a lousy beautician.
The best way to forget all your troubles is to wear tight shoes.
Brain cells come and brain cells go, but fat cells live forever.
The nice part of living in a small town is that when I don't know what I'm doing, someone else does.
The older you get, the tougher it is to lose weight, because by then your body and your fat are really good friends.
Age doesn't always bring wisdom. Sometimes age comes alone.
Life not only begins at forty, it begins to show.
Just when I was getting used to yesterday, along came today.
Sometimes I think I understand everything, then I regain consciousness.
If at first you don't succeed, see if the loser gets anything.
You don't stop laughing because you grow old; you grow old because you stop laughing.
I don't mind the rat race, but I could do with a little more cheese.
I had to give up jogging for my health. My thighs kept rubbing together and setting my pantyhose on fire.
Amazing! You just hang something in your closet for a while and it shrinks two sizes.
It is bad to suppress laughter; it goes back down and spreads to your hips.
Age is important only if you're cheese.
The only time a woman wishes she were a year older is when she is expecting a baby.
Freedom of the press means no-iron clothes.
Inside some of us is a thin person struggling to get out, but she can usually be sedated with a few pieces of chocolate cake.
Can it be a mistake that "STRESSED" is " DESSERTS" spelled backwards?
Seen it all, done it all, can't remember most of it.
Those who live by the sword get shot by those who don't.
Honk if you love peace and quiet.
Pardon my driving, I'm reloading.
Despite the high cost of living, have you noticed how it remains so popular?
Nothing is foolproof to a sufficiently talented fool.
Author Unknown



I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next.
~ Gilda Radner

So it is April – the month of fools.

I am 56% Evil Genius.

Evil courses through my blood. Lies and deceit motivate my evil deeds. Crushing the weaklings and idiots that do nothing but interfere in my doings.

Take the
Evil Genius Test
@ FualiDotCom

(not sure what is up with the Al Gore Pic) Try out this site and see how evil you are. Remember the test is constructed of failed exames for mice with an IQ of more than 5. The higher your score the more evil you are (well I think your great). So I'm off to try to increase my evil genius percentage.

Mwah ha ha ha HA...