We offer observations on the human condition from an 23 year old mind trapped in an 83 year old body.


Again, lost book, lost memories.

I wonder how we lose and in the process we gain.

There is something lonely like a cop eating alone.

A man and I discussed life in America, he made more sense than our president.

There are men of anger who reject joy.

I wonder if something is in your mind will it disappear into the dustbin of history.

Damn, first time in two years my car died.

We yearn for peace, but, alas, we are human.

I suspect the card game of God is poker.

My goal in life is going through a day without encountering a form.

The only mystery of life is why there are mysteries of life.

AAA people are very helpful.

At some point we all Wait For Godot -he is the eternal stranger of life.

Without hope, we are hopeless.

I become helpless when my car will not start. Back to kindergarten days.