VISTAS: An awareness of a range of time, events, or subjects. A broad Mental View.
July 23

do you luv me teddy bear
Mouse drawn by B. J. Carper

"A ship in harbor is safe, but that is not what ships are built for."
- William Shedd -


I've spent the day working on the new layout for the site, but dang what a circle it has been, I'm beginning to wonder if I shouldn't just give up on it and dump the entire site. So much needs changed in the other Vistas, and copying and pasting all these pages has gotten me burnt out already, and heck I'm not even half way through it. Then to top it all off I find it is not displaying correctly in Foxfire, Opera is a bit better but still it behaves not the way I want it to, then the new IE7 which is a lot nicer than IE6 totally destroys the side menu, which has another issue as well, it appears that it is the only thing preventing me from coding this as xhtml strict. I wished I could come up with a better navigational method, but no one has ever been able to come up with a good way to make so many links easy to navigate.

I guess this is something I shall ponder in my dreams tonight.


"For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind."
- 2 Timothy 1:7 -


where has the sunshine gone? I miss it's warmth, and the smile it always brought to my lips. Where has my sunshine gone, I miss being surrounded by it's radiance, I miss the light it brought to me. will the sunshine ever come out from hiding behind those clouds and shine upon me ever again?


where oh where are you my muse
I try and try and refuse
the words are lost and do not
surface where oh where are you my muse


Long hours, busy work to fill the day, warm waters and crashing waves to relax the soul for another day.


One doesn't have a sense of humor. It has you.
- Larry Gelbart -


when I cry myself to sleep tonight, who will care, and who will wonder, and who shall I turn to when the tears no longer sustain the release from the pain in my soul.


I look for the days where laughter will return, where I can again find joy and peace. I look for the answers to why the darkness chokes me, killing me inside. I wonder why there is nothing there, and where it all went. I try to remember days earlier when I was able to see the joy, to feel with my heart. Not this suffocating coldness that devours me now. I wonder where the laughter went


If thee was thou and thou was me
would thy be thou or thee

If thee joined thou that would make we
buts of course we shall not see

For thee is me
and thou is thy

I wonder why?


In this business you either sink or swim or you don't.
- David Smith -