i'm finding it harder and harder to come up with topics of interest.  i spoze the ending should be one of personal gain from the articles.  i have not made a penny, or more, doing this.  it has been a venture i alone have participated in.  what else.

oh yeah, the usual disclaimer when i'm not the agent involved.

then, there's this.  Look out over the crowd, and find that one face that can make you smile.  find him, and smile.  your fans would understand.  not sure about the non-speaking crowd will do.

i suppose i could just sit back and watch the road show.  cuz it's sure one hell of a show when you come across some real handbangers.  even as rare as that has been, it's easier to pull a story over your friends, or those who say they're your friends, than it is to tell them the real story.  the truth is hard to swallow in some cases.  and it's precisely those cases that make life so worthy of a try.

but i feel a long life is about to come to a close.  i can see the light at the end of the tunnel shall we say.  i'm not sure it's where i'm going in the future, but it's there now for me to see and wonder about.  i first saw a five and a one in certain shapes and sizes that one week, and it became clear that they were part of my going away present, shall we say.  a one and a five.  well, after a month or two, that disentegrated into the feeling that i knew it was going to be december 15th.  then it was jan 5.  then it was, well, i think at this point, we realize what we're dealing with, and hold off on making any predictions.

that said, i'm closing out for now because i've got some thinking to do before i write again.  ciao.