The New National Campfire - Radio.

Always Remember To Set A Place At The Table Of Life For The Unexpected Guest.

A Few Weeks After My Surgery, I Went Out To Play Catch With My Golden Retriever. When I Bent Over To Pick Up The Ball, My Prosthesis Fell Out. The Dog Snatched It, And I Found Myself Chasing Him Down The Road Yelling "hey, Come Back Here With My Breast!"

Like Nietzsche, I Believe That Without Music, Life Would Be A Mistake. Nothing But Silence Says It Better.

The Whole Town Looks As If It Had Been Left Out In The Rain Too Long And By Mistake.

Presumably A Movement Is More Polite Than A Revolution, And A Lot Slower.