Between the whole getting married thing and just life in general I haven't had the chance to work on this blog, the one time I do some anonymous twit comments to correct a couple small errors in grammar. If this person had used a name I might have more respect for their opinion. I might have even perceived it as trying to be helpful. The sad truth is I have no respect for people who hide behind their computer screens. Anything I put up has my name on it. I call that part of being a real man or woman. So all I have to say to this twit is."After reading what little of this there is, that's all you have to say. No really, screw you man."
Feel the pavement when you bounce from it, hear the engine of a car roaring behind you, answer the static coming from your two-way, embrace the corner of the box that craves your spine while you´re carrying it in your bag, taste the cold and yet sweet taste of beer when it sparkles in your mouth.