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Ok, here’s an update on the offer to become a Branch Chief that I blogged about here: http://www.online-literature.com/forums/blog.php?b=9852. Let me clarify something from that blog. Nick, who was the Division Chief in the blog was only sitting in that position while a candidate was selected. Nick actually has a higher position in headquarters, but was filling in while someone was selected. That person was selected this week, one of the Branch Chiefs (not the one I work for) named Tom. I’ve ...

I finally found her my old avatar. the one I loved the most. very happy now... I put it in my album so I won't lose it again, also decided to ad some of my favourite pics of my darling Shakespeare, I found a pic of the exact same action figure I have of him. I also added a few pics of my boys and their friends.

well didn't have to work today cause I'm working the weekend and studied like crazy this morning. I got a lot done and then I went shopping with my friend for a birthday gift ...

Dante's Inferno

So why are you here again?

I want to talk to myself again because I have not spoken to myself for ages.

But why talk to yourself?

Because that is the only way I can ensure some intelligent conversations! Oh the Blackadder stuff again! Do you not have any originality at all? No. If I did I would be a writer. But you can't even spell!? Neither could Shakespeare! Like "Othello" should be spelt "Atta Ullah" ...

With the teen years over I was convinced that my ability to survive visits to prison without being overly concerned with what the neighbors or church members think would continue unabated once the guttersnipes discovered adult amusements.

Officially my last visit to a jail was an attempt to deliver cigarettes to a 'friend' that did not go well. The friendship that is--naturally a lady -- naturally a wolf in sheep's clothing as it turned out. You can thank her for my eventually ...

Infertile Wishes

The world is carved
unfair with a taste of
bitter irony,
cynically
we can only but laugh
if we wish to stay sane.

This "gift"
as other's would have it,
so neatly coveted
among those cruelly denied,
while I look in disdain
and squander it
without gratitude
for the condition.

What they remorse in
gladly I would
bear their ...