Forever Young

May God bless and keep you always
May your wishes all come true
May you always do for others
And let others do for you
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young.

May you grow up to be righteous
May you grow up to be true
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you
May you always be courageous
Stand upright and be strong
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young.

May your hands always be busy
May your feet always be swift
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift
May your heart always be joyful
And may your song always be sung
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young.
--bob the job dylan

wow bob dylan in concert. an interesting experience. in a casino in atlantic city no less! Like my brother jim said.. "wow we just saw a concert in a casino in atlantic city.. i feel like i've just seen barry manilow." so old bobby was not as rockin in any way as neil young in concert.. (hell- in friggen off broadway extravaganza!)--but still a pretty damn kool way to spend a sunday night.

I signed on for a lot more hours at work. Looks like my evenings (yes katie.. i said evenings --ok ok, I know katie doesn't read this, but this is all in my head anyway so damnit.. hello katie, hello)--my evenings are now by appointment only. (thats really not true, and appointments can be made very very last minute anyway)

alright, well although I don't really have much to do tomorrow except go to my mom's school and make 3 dozen cupcakes...I think I'll call it a night. Or as katie would delight-- an evening. sigh. All of this would be a lot more fruitful if katie actually ever read this. BUT enough about katie. lol

So the countdown has started. Wednesday this week I have my wisdom teeth taken out. All of them. Ugh. Scary.

I was watching the pink panther with lizardman the other day, and all they do in that movie is smoke smoke smoke, and I suddenly got the craving for a cig. Not that I've ever really had one...but the craving began. So today at work I was thinking about all the choices and all the different kinds of people that come into the pharm, and the cigs that they buy. Immediately some of the brands were thrown out the window by the sheer reputation of the pharm's lovely patrons. Then I had another thought. I don't really want to get addicted and die from these things. So then I figured I'd just smoke Quest cigs.. ya know they got menthol and regular, and they got really low to no nicotine in 'em. But then I realized what kind of panzy i'd look like if I went around smoking NO NICOTINE cigs. But problem solved folks... I'd buy a pack of marlboro.. u know REDS, and then after I'd made my way through the pack, I'd buy Quest packs. -----but but but
I'd put the Quest cigs into the marlboro pack, thus maintaining my 'badder than thou' look while also preserving my body from addiction and affliction just a tad longer. then i realized how much thought i'd put into this whole clever scheme and decided that I'd rather just talk about this scheme than muster up the courage to go through with it... wait, is it courage or shame that I'm thinking of? I'm not sure. heh. oh well it was just a thought. but boy, the pink panther sure is funny.

hey lizardman.. forever young, you and me babe-how bout it?

baltimore, more, door.