Sitting here I am listening to the song Home sung by Michael Buble. Posting is not something that I like to do. As my mom said in her blog, I am a person that plans the future along with other things, such as what I say and how I say. I would that my thoughts and the words that follow be refined to my true desire of word, not a half ripened apple with much potential never achieved.
You whom are reading this, am I going to take the time here to bare myself, to truly express myself? Sharing of my soul with the general public is neither my desire nor something I would allow to happen. On the converse side I have a desire to express myself, to say what cannot be said, to do what cannot be done. Cannot? Better said as "should not".
Potatoes, taste good cooked, twice cooked, mashed or even raw. Make excellent weapons of opportunity when handy.
