It snowed all day today. These miniscule snowflakes floated around, begging the ground to be patient and wait for gravity to finally have its way. You wouldn't want to hold your breath.

Sales were competitive, and we were up again this week. Big Wig is supposed to be in town starting tomorrow. I shall not fear: I will attend church and then proceed to go to work with the Lord's legions on my side. I have no fear; afraid of what? When you're doing what's right, there are no rules. Funny how free agency works out like that.

Calculus is about using math, but math took a wrong "curve" when Mr. Des Cartes came up with the Cartesian Plotting System. Why!?!? Why do you want to envision the world on a coordinate graph. You have since made math a function of itself, and everything must be satisfied by the ability to graph or not graph real or imaginary numbers. Oh, let's look at the graph and decide what that means. Goodness, I am not an architect!

I was wearing a purple shirt today. Nobody said anything, but I think someone must have noticed. Should men wear pink shirts?

I'm still ghetto fabulous when I come correct. I'm usually off the dome when I lick off a shot. I ain't taking no shorts and no losses. Peep the manuscript. It's like butta baby.

New quotes from yours truly:

"Repentance is free, but it isn't cheap"

"Commitment is what makes family bonds so powerful"