Man Wonders but God Decides When to Kill the Prince of Tides

           I pulled out my copy (well it's on my Kindle so I clicked on it) of The Prince of Tides. For anyone who hasn't read the book, it's absolutely wonderful. Great writing, prose, and storytelling. Wonderful in its scope, The Prince of Tides will leave you touched, exhausted, and enlightened. That said, I can only read it once a year. Why? It's full of human misery, violence, and suffering. Everything from 4 stillborn babies, to the rape of three children, to snipers killing heroes, to suicidal siblings, to nuclear proliferation, to divorce, to marijuana smuggling, to terrible family violence. The writing, as I said, is spectacular, but it leaves one wondering just how much more horror Conroy can heap on his luckless Wingo family. The answer? A lot. A highly recommended read.

A couple observations about things today:

1)Why are the music majors so hot? Walking through the music area it's like oh my God. The things I would do to those music majors. There was this one sitting on the couch today. If he plays saxophone and guitar, it'd be perfect. I'll just let you figure out that one on your own.

2) Why do people drive 15-20mph under the speed limit on HW50/Colo 47? The speed limit where I am referring is 60mph yet people plod along at 35-45!! GO FASTER!! It's not being safe, it's impeding traffic. Put your foot down and go. I have places to be. 5mph under is fine, I can deal with that. But 45 in a 60? That's just insane. If I had a tank, there'd be trouble. Aren't I a whiny bitch?

3)Why are people in general insane? How about instead of gassing your own people Assad you just chill. I'll come over, we'll smoke some weed and eat some chips. Trust me, you will see things in a whole new light. You will be much more beloved once we partake in a little green. I don't smoke weed but I'll make an exception for bettering the world.