We do not see things as they are; we see things as we are.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Imagine, just for a moment, what it would be like to stick a splintered toothpick in your eye. Then while on that thought imagine giving it a quarter turn to the right. Got it? I'd rather have experienced that plus a root canal than be anchored here at Cat Island last night. We rocked and rolled so much that I felt like a rubber ducky in a washing machine. If I ever have another night like that it will be too soon.........and that's all I have to say about that.