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F***Just got back from London and was sitting here, in front of my allegedly superior computer, wanting to tell my stories, when all of a sudden I lost my words to the rare, but not unknown, mishaps which occur when relating info via the computer. |
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RE: F***it's all good, friend. we're not going anywhere fast! |
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RE: F***We all need to PM him, He must be really Pissed, he never came back, Martin, get your writing hands back here, now. WS |
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.