it's getting green in here, let's take off... well, the ego might have to go first...

I was reading someone else's blog when I realized... I can write better than that. I can write WAY better than that. so, why don't I? because unless I read someone else's work, I don't think how much I like to write, how good I am at it, and that unless I do it a lot, I will only stagnate at the level I am now. hm. work writing only counts to keep my hand in, but I like that writing, too. and? my ego? large. ooh. and here is the hint for the day. if you see an email that has the subject line of "am I a fireman, yet?" delete it. trust me.

daily brain cell death

somewhere in the vast scenic panorama of my brain... there must be a large cemetery of 'killed by inane busy work' brain cells. wonder if they come back as something else? oh, wait... they come back as patootie cells.