2009

I'm reminded as I gather here with friends, my family, that love is a stronger bond than any other scientific or religious bond proven or theorized. I'm with friends now, my adopted family. My love is sleeping in the basement. Times are good. The insults and jokes and slander is flying, and life is beautiful. And now I'm a schmuck... number 7. That is all.

My home...

I've only recently figured out how to easily post on my blog with my portabizzle... this is the inside of my house. It's the last day of 2008, quarter after 4 in the afternoon.