2006 will be an even year. It will even be a year. Now it is time for a song (hit it):
Row, Row, Row, your boat,
Gently down the stream;
merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily.
Life is but a dream.
Sunday, January 01, 2006
"Too late or still too soon too soon to make lots of bad love and there's no time for sorrow. Run around, run around with a hole in your head 'til tomorrow."
-----They Might Be Giants
-----They Might Be Giants