Something has gone terribly wrong. If I don't fix it, the fate of someone (probably myself) may very well be at stake! I've always been one to like change, variety, spontaneity, and most things unordinary, but there is one thing in my life that must, under all circumstances, remain constant. My toenails have been red for at least the last five years of my life. A few days ago they became pink, and all things good came to a sudden halt. Granted my fellow convoginators do not understand my dilemma, but imagine for a moment, Manteca and Jeff C., if you will the horror that would follow if you parted your hair on the other side. What chaos would occur as a result of such a rash action! We must not be so brazen as to attempt to change the unchangeable. Only death and destruction will result from such lunacies, such as John Kerry winning the presidential election. In other words, if you want the country to stay somewhat intact, change the things that should be and can be changed and don't bother with the things that shouldn't and can't.
In a shady nook one moonlit night
A leprechaun I spied.
With scarlet cap and coat of green
A cruiskeen by his side.
'Twas tick tock tick his hammer went
Upon a tiny shoe.
Oh, I laugh to think he was caught at last,
But the fairy was laughing, too.
I'm hoping to finagle some IHOP out of me Mam this weekend. Do they have Irish pancakes? If not, I suppose tea will have to suffice. Now I'm just waiting for that Aggie flight to come in...
SEASHELL
