I try as often as I can to be upbeat, and optimistic. Because things always have a way of coming around. I just got a call from my brother, in Cali, he had an old school girl friend of mine at the gas station. We said hi real quik, I got her phone # and we'll talk more soon. I love it when shit like that happens, even if it doesn't mean anymore than saying hi to someone. It's all part of the big picture of life the things that come and go, and then come back again, if it's fate, or cosmic, or all been done before I can't say, but everything we do, and be, is always for a reason. The only hard part is figuring out what it means...Like posibly one of the many great lines from the matrix..." What's really gonna bake your noodle later is, would you have broken it if I hadn't of said anything? "... that's great, great shit right there, eluding to the more metaphysical side of that picture. Anyway, I'm probably gonna have a really boring weekend, with lots of late night surfing ahead of me see ya'll around the boards....wishicould-have a life 