In an effort to keep this daily, I need to type faster, and keep up the cool factor. That includes using the keyboard to its fullest, and that means typing better. I still dig the ability to write all this crap. Sorry, carp. Gotta love ya’, Mrs. Lisa Lee. Thems was the days. Ah, the past.

If only we had a way-back machine. Then I wouldn’t be so goofy about that whole three kids and a wife, etc. Now I’ll be happy with an apartment and my own phone number. And a job without smoke, 70s music, and the smell of coffee would be nice. I guess I need some prayer.

Speaking of prayer, that’s something else I need. That’s the purpose of this thing you know. To get me closer to my walk with God. That’s why I gave up football, and wrestling, and some other things that I’m dealing with these days.