we would have them do unto us? Are we to just blindly love all people we come into conversation or close proximity of? Are we to pick and choose who we care about and don't care about? How do we decide who is worthy of our love? Is it up to us to figure out a way to feed the human race or is it each and every person for themselves? What possible good could come from these questions if no one knows what the answer is? Does anyone know the answer? If you do, are you willing to say it? If not why not? Should man continue to guess at the proper way to deal with murderers and such to get the rest of man not to become murderers and such? Who could possibly know the answers to all of these questions? Is this too many questions to post? Why? Why does there have to be questions in the first place? What was the first Question ever asked and who asked it? Why did they ask it? Who did they ask? What was the answer? Was the answer correct? How do we know if the first answer to the first question was correct or not if there were no other questions to compare it to? Why am I asking these questions? What made me think of all of these questions I am asking? Is it just a curious nature? Am I just trying to be an ass? Am I being successful at it? What exactly is an ass? Is it a donkey? Is it a thing of necessity to sit on? What are we supposed to sit on if we don't have asses? Are we supposed to sit at all? If not, why do we do it? If so why do we bother standing up, so we will get tired and want to sit again? Why are you wasting you time reading this? Are you that bored that you will do something just because it is there to do? Quit.

hahaha how you doing tonight my friend?

bored, I'm really missing riding my harley>

I'm missing riding too!

I guess once it's in your blood you gotta do it. I don't miss the old crowd at all. They were fun for awhile, but they were for the most part just fair weather friends. I dug out an old picture the other day of a bunch of us at a weekend run. Out of the 25 people in this picture, 14 have passed away from on thing or another. Crazy lifestyle. It seems like a whole different world from then to now. Now that the last scooter is gone I guess it will just fade away completely in time. That's OK, I might live longer. Just wish I could get out and take off for a while like I used to. But then what would be the real point since I don't drink and drug anymore. I do enjoy other things so I guess I'll just have to evolve into one of those old boring dude's! Oh well. I never expected to live past about thirty or so anyway. Hmm. Guess you can tell what the Lord has in store for ya! Glad it wasn't the front of a semi at 80 mph. I went down this kinda winding road one night at about 120 mph. When I got to a stop light this girl pulled up behind me, got out of her suburban, ran up to me and yelled, "YOU NEED TO SLOW DOWN". I looked at her with a smart ass look and attitude and said "WHY". She then proceeded to show me here badge, and said "not only that I just don't want you to die". She followed me over to the house where we proceeded to drink and party for a while. Never new her name, never saw her again. She probably saved my life. I was on a crazy kind of attitude trip and just flat out did not care if I lived or died. I had already made up my mind to go to this bar about ten miles away as fast as the bike would go. If I was alive when I got there I was gonna do my best to drink myself away. Maybe she was angel in disguise? Don't have any idea why I'm airing my dirty laundry like this, but I'm gonna hit the post button now. That was then this is now, Thank you lord for lifting out of that mess I was involved in. You have blessed me beyond all comprehension?

A simple works wonders a great many times

NO, I don't wanna