In every generation there are those that through no effort of their own rise to the top of intelligence and creativity. Then there are those that work like hell to scratch and claw one single brilliant and original thought from their stubborn mind. These are the musings of the latter type.
Saturday, October 15, 2005
Waiting with the traveler for my ship to come in. Chillin' in Ephrata, WA. Ziv_mobile
