Ok, I'm gonna be really gross for a minute. I have been sick. You know, the early fall cold/sinus infection/ragweed thing that many of us here in East Tennessee get. Well, first and foremost it sux. I hate to be sick. Second, I have too much going on in my life to be sick, another sucky point. Finally, don't you hate the beginning of a cold when you have that watery stingy wanna be snot dripping like a faucet? You know it cause you to totally ruin the skin on the outside of your nose from wiping and blowing every 1.2 seconds. I am now in the gross, but more comfortable for me, stage of yellow gook snot. If I were Miguel's girlfriend instead of pooping on him I'd just blow a big'ole yucky snot rocket on him.

Speaking of the boy, I do hope he is doing alright. I hate to see friends in bad situations and for the obvious reasons. But there is also a not so obvious reason. In my group of friends I am the oldest. I also have the most kids. I also am a big brother to 3 brothers and 3 sisters. I'm a leader not a follower. See where I am going? When I perceive a friend in trouble I automatically go into friend S.W.A.T. mode. It becomes imperative to me to help the friend solve this problem, even if they don't know they have a problem. Heck, especially if they don't know they've got a problem. And much like a S.W.A.T. team, it is by any means necessary, hostages may die or get hurt. I just can't help myself in these situations. I gotta be there to try and take care of it and end up totally ticking my friend off in the process. Did I mention I am overbearing and sometimes even, gasp, self-righteous? Yeah, I've got all the answers and the rest of you should count your lucky stars that I am willing to share them. What a dolt. I think I am getting better though. I haven't imposed myself into anyone else's problems in nearly 5 months! So Miguel, I'm here if you need me. You say the word cause I ain't dispatching the SWAT team till someone calls 911.

And I am sooooo gellin'....