I was broadcasting streaming voice audio on my blog this morning.  Did anybody hear?  I didn’t think so!  Damn, if I had something to say, I might persist in such a delivery.  But a person can only say “test, test” and “can you hear me?” so often before the boos mercifully drown out such an involute obsession with cyber-techniques.

There they were assembled before me: a collection of smiling sexy nekkid women yearning to seduce moi.  All fine until the clock struck the hour and they all marched off, still nekkid, waving goodbye because their “work shift” was over.  LOL  What kind of whacky dream was that last night?!

There are two paths to the resolution of desire: surfeit indulgence and stark denial.  Lately, except for weird dreams, "hot sexy" has become "lustrous beauty".  Wonder which way I'm heading?

We're fighting a war against terrorism, right?  And the Air Force is about to attack mosquitoes bearing the West Nile virus, no? Therefore, mosquitoes must be __________ .

Conquer yourself and you've defeated the likes of 1,000 of your worst enemies encounterable on the battlefield.

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