RIPD. Sorry tough day. The cop car is following along on Patriot's day for the tour de pharmacy. I love Dick is the front-runner but this is the story of a girl. I'm crazy stupid loving this first class performance. She's gone beyond all boundaries. My one and only rail & I'm taking chance here is, she's trying to save Angelo, her loverboy, and it ties into all the time they spend in the beauty shop. Oh and she's having a baby. Well it's he said she said but by the Queen's logic this story is Quicksilver. Just like when Britney Spears catches Kevin Bacon dancing in Jayne Mansfield's car.

Anyway duck that. I'm a woodsman now. Living in the cut. A cave dweller. Just God, the devil, Bob, Novocaine, and my dog skip. I feel trapped next to this mystic river and the darkness comes like a black mass. Seriously this river is wild, it's been a white water summer. 8 days of tremors and I'm super bored to death. These vagabond shoes feel like a death sentence. They're telling lies in America. It's picture perfect but I have no control over these wild things. I'm digging to China, destination anywhere. I'm taking chance in where the truth lies. Maybe JFK was onto something beyond all boundaries, and Apollo 13 launching against a lemon sky just left a stir of echoes. That's the gift they get for launching on Friday the 13th. But hey those enormous changes at the last minute turned out to be the guiding light. Any longer and by criminal law they would've been flatliners.

Certainly died when the Frost from Nixon came along. The air up there is now the end of the line. Planes trains and automobiles, no this is the big picture. A place for a few good men and women. Pyrates of the starry night..

Well this response is an animal house. The little sister, mister Roberts, and I are going to the diner to study the demon murder case and have a forty duece. It's the only time when I laugh. The answer is the hero at large. This post is such a mess. I think I'm starting over. You can search for it tomorrow.

Footloose.