my little soapbox...

there are sometimes things that i want to rant on about and so, this page was born.

sometimes, these will just be going off on tangents about anything and everything...

i will warn you now, these ramblings aren't always coherent, happy, or nice.

deal with it.

i saw the fields beyond the fields ~ july 19, 1998
those pachyaderm memories ~ july 31, 1998
if i had the strength ~ august 12, 1998
you're just like them, unprepared ~ august 28, 1998
do you think i'm asking too much? ~ september 4, 1998


TigerLily