I got to work....
today and had sixty nine voice mail messages. (he he...)

A word on problems...
Problems will come- it's certain- but don't delay finding a solution by getting caught up in the blame game. Take the picture above for example: who's at fault? The dog, for peeing on the laptop? The laptop, for being in the wrong place at the wrong time? The photographer, for standing idle on the sidelines? The owner for not taking good enough care of his pet? None of that matters, because a solution has nothing to do with whos at fault. The solution- moving the dog or the laptop- would save a laptop from being destroyed by urine(which has already damaged so many relationships), a friendship from being damaged by anger, a pet owner and electronics lover from pulling out his hair, and a puppy from suffering the embarrassment of being scolded for having an accident. Let that be a lesson to you.

Common Sense....
From the city of wind. ...Bush pushing lies; killers immortalized; we got arms but wont reach for the skies. Waiting for the Lord to rise, I look into my daughters eyes and realize I'ma learn through her. The messiah might even return through her. If I'ma do it, I gotta save the world for her...

I'm supposed to be working right now. I got mad work to do, but stuff on my mind too. I just had a pretty good conversation with my mother too, about life, love, sex, God, happiness(or the pursuit of), and happenings. If youre reading this and havent talked to your mother today, maybe you should. Yesterday, just past noon, Janice Jeffery, known as JJ to those who loved her, passed away. Its crazy. I mean, we knew it was coming(I guess we all know Death is coming for us all), but its still such a shock to lose someone close to you. When was the last time I saw her? It wasn't too long ago at all, probably just over a week. I knew she was dying, and I know I kissed her as always, but I never suspected it would be the last time. Just as before, I said my goodbyes as usual, and now I regret it. I normally am always subconsciously aware of impending doom(not in a paranoid way, just in a "were all gonna die" thing), but had I realized the significance of that moment; that it was going to be the last time we talked, embraced, said goodbye, or that it was my last opportunity to make her laugh, or smile, then maybe I would have chosen my words more carefully. If I had known then what I know now, I would have chosen my words more carefully. But I guess thats just the way it is. We never know, and there are no re-dos. I called my mama today. I didn't tell her I loved her, but we talked a good talk, and she knows. Im leaving now, but the sting of sudden loss will linger for a while, making me wonder which of these conversations will be my or their last. Will you wonder, at least once? Rest in Peace, JJ. I love you, mama...