While walking in the park one sunny Sunday morn, I strange man in odd clothes grabbed me by my shoulders and shook my violently while screaming, "For the love of God man, do you have the time?"

I knocked his hands away from my body and placed my hands on his head and drew him closer and said, "I'm sorry sir, I'm not from around here."

Ships log November 2, 1732

Have not sighted land in the past 83 days. Five days we have been adrift in calm waters without the slightest breeze in our sails.

The men grow more restless, buggery at an all time high. The ships doctor reports that Mister Thomas, a comely lad of the age of 18, sphincter muscle is at the point of near collapse. The doctor has begun construction of a device comprised of coconut husks and cork that he believes may remedy the situation.

Everyday the crew grows more superstitious. I've posted a double guard at the ships hold comprised of my most trusted lads.

More and more everyday the crew voices concern that our cargo of severed monkey phalluses has brought on our bad luck. I fear an example most be made of the most vocal of the crew before whispers of mutiny begin to spread.

Trick or treat

So I'm clicking through MAJIYA new set and I came across one that made me bust out laughing.

Question

Suppose someone came up to you and handed you a golden ticket. This ticket will exempt you from every law for 24 hours. Anything you did within the allotted time would be without any kind of legal consequence, ever. The only stipulation is that you have to do it on your own, with whatever resources you normally have.

You can do whatever you want for 24 hours and the only effect you'll ever experience from your crime spree will be your own conscience. You'll always know what you did, and you'll have to live with it.

What would you do?

Rob a bank?
Steal a car?
Would you kill?

The only limit is you.

Now suppose that no one you know would ever find out about it. Not your friends, or your family, or the people you work with. Does that change what you would do?

You don't have to tell me your answer. This is the kind of question that you can usually only be truly honest with yourself about, but if you want to answer that's fine too.

I have nothing to say.

Since I've been back I haven't spent much time on SG but I have started to write again.

I can't take my laptop into work so I've been doing a lot of long handwriting. Which is good because I'm writing but kinda a pain in the ass because I have to re-write everything on the computer. That's only a mild complaint, because I got to tell you, it feels really good to be writing again.

I'm reading a book on depression that has really helped me overcome my writer's block. That, along with a book with writing exercises has got me writing everyday.

Up till this paragraph I've used the word write 7 times in one form or another. Can you tell how happy I am to be writing again?

I had a dream last week I was having coffee with a giant penguin. He was telling me he was going to move to New York and become a star on Broadway. I pointed out, that even though I had never been to a Broadway show, I was pretty sure none of them had giant penguins in them. He in turn pointed out to me that that was species profiling on the casting directors part. It was his intention to land the lead role in Jesus Christ Superstar. I'm unclear if he was trying out for the part of Jesus or Judas, but he is a classically trained Shakespearean actor and I have every confidence in his ability to pull the part off.

I just finished reading Frank Abagnale Jr. autobiography Catch Me if you Can. They made a movie about him a few years ago with Leonardo DiCaprio and Tom Hanks.

He spent many years impersonating a Pan-AM pilot, a year impersonating a doctor in a hospital, and took the bar exam and worked for the attorney general of some southern state. He landed on the FBI's most wanted for passing over two and a half million dollars in bad checks, and now actually works for the FBI.

The guy has balls the size of Jupiter. If you get a chance I recommend the book, it's a good read.

Ok, so before I left last time there was a way to check friends journals and people I had bookmarked to see there last update. I'm not seeing now.

Is there a way to see who has updated there journal without just clicking on them and going to there page?

Oh, and I think I'm in love. Or it might be lust.