Monday, March 31, 2008

It's like 10,000 spoons when what you need is a knife.

Posted by Old Father William at 7:19 AM

Backed up past the Ft. Bend county line. The guy in the truck next to me is reading "sports illustrated " with two hands. Nice, right? At least he's not blogging from his cell phone.
"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