I have tried to change the world by keeping a positive (or as ya'll with a degree know it as a "optimistic") approach. Obviously I cannot achieve that because too many people are opinionated about the war.
I (with 100%) support president Bush and his Global War on Terrorism (GWOT). Having been over there and fighting for the cause, I realize why we are over there. I guess it takes one to know one. Speaking of which, I guess it takes a homonographist to know a homonographist, and by that I mean that I want to make sweet love to your cat...in more than a friendship kinda way. I have been pondering the "what-if" scenerio and I must say, things look bright. What if we got out? the whole middle east as a whole would collapse; religions would be fighting against one and other, and Iran would stick their snobby little noses into Iraq and back the Sunnis; fuck that. I am out to tell the world that Penguins are the coolest creature ever created and that I would support them even if they decided to do drugs and become heroin addicts. If you can play back-gammon and be succesful than why not? You should be able to back-gamman to the best of your ability and not be interupted while "shooting". I had the pleasure of talking with the pope about my view points and he totally agrees. I had a dream last night that someone stole the login information to my Paypal account and stole all of my money and there was nothing I could do about it...even though it was my account. Ain't that F*ed up? Anyway, I was looking at the Paris Hilton - Britney Spears pictures that everyone is making such a big fuss about (you know that one where they aren't wearing any underwear but, are wearing mini-skirts; believe me, if you don't want to throw up from pictures of what Herpes does to a woman...stay away. I don't know what's sadder: the fact that they are roughly the same age as me and have such an outbreak, or that my wife has had two children and still maintains a body that puts theirs to shame. Either one, I think my retinas are permantly damaged and I need corrective surgery to fix them. I like brownies. They sometimes have nuts in them and I really don't like those, but when they are just regular fudge brownies; I can dig it. People used to say "dig" back in the '30's when some champ in high school said it. It spread like the black plague and next thing you know you had a bunch of "cool guys" (who were captains ofthe football team) saying that they "dig" everything. Does that mean that they were really an archealogist digging in the earthes surface looking for artifacts or that they could picture themselves being an archealogist digging in the earths surface looking for artifacts? Either way I wonder if they found something.
Well, I am going to get going, I have to pee and I don't want to argue semantics.
Later
Fournier
