I'm about to run for the 5th time in less than 2 days.  Mebbe I've earned my peanut butta and jelly samich? 

Hey, Forrest Gump, besides the money, you've got nothing on me.

update: 6:30, just back.  To run before the sun, and then watch it rise is a joyous sight.  How many moderns even take the time to get up to watch the sun surge anymore?  So few there are that pause to rejoice in the wonderment of Aheknaten: "Thou dawnest beautifully upon the horizon of the sky, O living Aton, who wast the beginning of Life."

Why can't the Smucker's GOOBER Peanut Butter and Strawberry Jelly Stripes spread without destorying the elegance of its parfait?  So visually delightful in the jar, yet so scrunchy yucked-up when spread on a slab of bread. 

And why do I get up in the middle of the night wondering about this paradox?

'What an author likes to write most is his signature on
the back of a check.'



Brendan Francis