You ever notice how oracles and great wise men are always just double talking or at least seem to my lil eye? I don't know all I can really say about that is, I need to sit on a mountain top and double talk. Then I will be old and wise and offerings will abound. Mmmmmmm Hmmmmmm no more working for me. I'd just have to keep a hovel so my daughter and wife can visit from time to time. Or maybe I could be a roving gypsy and teach my daughter the joys and love of pickpocketing and sleight of hand. Hrm. Maybe I should just stick with what I have right now. This would be a happy family and a pretty decent job. It's just the customers that suck my left testicle. Punk ass biyatches. Ah well this is goin nowhere, so until next time. I feel like a GREAT BIG BLUE SALMON OF JUSTICE!!!