An Equation

If I could go back and relive the '90's I suppose I'd miss my kids.  

But I'd have my pager,  Pearl Jam,  my flannels,  my bong, and the hair of a god again. 

Seems a fair trade. 

Day 12

Day Five

This Hit The Nail On The Head

Never ever,  not once,  have I been at a live event and not wanted it to end. No matter how much I was enjoying it,  no matter how good the performance, no matter how thrilling the game,  part of me always wishes to be done and on my way home.