That's Her
Nat just sent me an email that basically says the following.
Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot.
Who calls you back when you hang up on him.
Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.
Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead.
Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.
Who holds you hand in front of his friends.
Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you.
Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says,"...that's her."

Good Radio
The Clash and Sinatra back to back, only on Radio Paradise. I can't put a copy of the play list entries because RP got hit by a hack attack over the weekend. They are in temporary Internet digs for the moment. Send a buck their way if you like the music.

Hearsay about Rita
Some one said they saw a group of motorcycles headed for San Antonio last Friday with gas cans where the saddle bags should be. He also said they looked like the kind of people who were going to be alright through a disaster. I remember mentioning in a previous post that the whole thing had a sort of Road Warrior / Night of the Living Dead feeling to it.