I Refuse To Sit On My Laurels.

To Almost Die Is To Know That One Day You Will, And To Never Again Feel The Same About Anything.

He Was Pushing Fifty, With A Face Life Had Chewed On, And Long Wisps Of Graying Hair Parted Low On One Side And Combed Over His Balding Pate.

Life Brings With It Strangeness And Surprises And Upsets

I Like Crazy Shoes Or Unusual Cowboy Boots And I Collect Big Belt Buckles.

My Friends Call Me Miss Worst Case Scenario.