"Time changes nothing, girl, but the size of your underwear. . .and hopefully your hairdo."~Minton Sparks

It's right where that imaginative doubt thing comes into play. The first time as a kid you figure out that some questions have no exactly right answer, you've moved to realizing the obvious is not all there is. Segue from there to belief in the unseen and it's check please time. So many days and nights have been spent holding off check please time. There's a draw to accepting some supernatural that follows imaginative doubt. So many answers for useless questions, what can you do. First, don't question everything - it binds the mind for the most pressing issues that need answers. Secondly, not knowing all the answers lets wonderment creep in. Maybe you just have to be in that stage of life where genuine awe is appreciated. And third and most disconnected is not having answers all the time displaces you away from being the go-to guy about all subjects (exhausting). Kind of a crib death of a patriarch since I'm intellectually not even potty trained yet and never will be known as a patriarch. Still taking those get smart pills that taste like rabbit poop (getting smarter already, Mr. Cottontail).

Noisy night from the fireworks - thanks for the thundershower which seemed to put a damper,ho-ho on it. Morning ibus becoming a habit // note to self - how about ciallis w/ codeine for ED, BPH and arthritis?