As time roles by he stops to see, an expletive of blabbering fools

Realizing swiftly, there’s nothing to be heard, he pulls on his wily tools

Out comes the pliers, the shears, the pen; the best equipment of Snodgrass’s

He plies at the word, shears it from its place cautiously penning anew.

Stops to stare, starts to think, wishing he never knew.

This is how you stop time in its place.

Well it has been a long few weeks with much too much stress and no time off (I hate NSI's), but on the brighter side of life we have a new van…yes I said a van…and I though I would never conform. I am going to be in Jackson-hole Wyoming next week working with the secret service and then in Nov I’m going to be working at the white house till right before x-mass, Heidi’s not to thrilled about the Washington trip but at least I’ll be getting paid well. I’m hoping not to deploy to Iraq till spring but they keep moving everyone up I might end up leaving before the winter is out…