Wind of change – foto by Smith
Why are people always worried about the side effects of prescription drugs? What about the front effects? The back effects? The top or bottom? Strange quarks here, Captain Quirk.
In some ways we’re all mice in the maze, if you know what I mean; but I don’t care — I still want my Zen sandwich with a yen fizz.
Remember, even though there is no *I* in *team*, there are *a*, *ma*, *me*, *at*, *ate*, *eat*, *am*, *tea*, *tame*, *meta*, *mate*, *met*, *mat* and *meat*, facts folk frequently forget.
Most folk are pure selfish pricks. I should know, I’m one of them. But I also know that between expectation and exegesis, actuality lies untouched.
So to fight selfishness, I’ll join the team and attend my Lady as we head downtown this morning to the Free Stamp to join the Occupy Cleveland action group in their march to Public Square where what exactly I don’t know will begin to be.
So seize you on the downsize. This is Smith reporting once again from the tarnished glimmer somewhere backside the mirror.
Freedom fighter – foto by Smith