Where I'm Calling From

There are some real,hardcore bitches in my personal space. Women, and somtimes men who are working hard to display their displeasure with my work and the company I represent. I am only here to show you the product your boss purchased and how it works FOR YOU! One little, small, insignificant thing can get your eyes rolling, your guffaw going and you looking over your glasses at your co-workers for support and agreeance. I hope you never find that type of agreement from other people, because you alone are very small and myopic in your vision and thought. You have no idea how big this thing is in front to of you and where it can go, or take you. You can't wait for the next let-down. You're waiting to catch your breath to expel you're next complaint while the rest of the world passes you by. I Know, it sounds cliche', but it's true, You want to hold-up, stop the world so we can all hear your superior negative comments and get people on your side. "See...

You wanna talk about a collapsed bridge? Today, around 600pm, a bridge spanning the Mississippi River collapsed in Minneapolis. Several people were killed, many injured...a big mess. I think I've driven over that bridge when I took my family there last summer while I was working. My son Christian just about fell in love with the city, and has been asking to go back there ever since. I find him fascinating, his thoughts, desires, behavior and just his pure angelic handsomeness. I can look at the boy and see love, joy and crushing passion. He will grow to be a happy, inspired man one day. He fascinates me everyday and everytime his image enters my mind. I wonder if sooner or later he will ask about that bridge and still want to go back to Minneapolis. He's sensitive to catastrophes like that. Here's an instance of another bridge that has collapsed: the one between my mother and me. No one has died or has been injured. This bridge does span a large river as well, ...