Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention
of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved
body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand,
champagne in the other...body thoroughly used up, totally
worn out and screaming, "WOO-HOO!! What a ride!!!"

Not all who wander are lost.....


"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or saw a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!" ..." -Jack Kerouac

Stephen prospered in his time
Well he may and he may decline
Did it matter, does it now ?
Stephen would answer if he only knew how


My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends--
It gives a lovely light!