Passion of the CRIPES!

Well golly-gee--willikers...not much changed here. Trudging through another week of volcanic hell and anxiously awaiting the weekend. When will it not be enough? I cannot say. Let's play make believe for moment shall we? Say things go fa-bu-lous for quite a while. Then what? Ah yes...well, I wouldn't say I that would cross that bridge when I get there, but I would certainly build it. If anyone hasn't figured it out by now, I am referring to the angel that for some reason I am privileged enough to have been sent, that is on "my" mypace. Oh bloody distance, curse your wicked scorn.