So I was sitting on the edge of my bed, tired with my head in my hands and feeling sorry for myself. I’m not sure if he was already on the bed or got up on the bed, but Jak reached up and put his front paws on my shoulders then gave me one of his classic squeaky chirtles.
If you stop and think about it this song by Angela Bofill goes beyond the perceived romantic statement. Listen carefully and consider the lyrics. This song is a message of the Spirit of Life, the Spirit of Love trying to let us know how dear and important we really are.
I managed to catch Jak in a very rare moment. He wasn’t interested in food.
Gunman at PA health club was bitter over women – Yahoo! News
How many more? How many more murders? How many more lives wasted? How many more insane tragedies must we witness before we figure this out?
He killed three women and wounded nine others before committing suicide.
How many more?
So my previous post of the Steely Dan video reminded my friend Nicole of a poem she wrote a couple of years ago. She shared it with me and I liked it so I thought that I would share it with you.
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