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1. SWC, Solid White Christian, who was arrested for wrestling the mayor of Raleigh. He then went on an intense manhunt stalking the homeless in city parks. Then found two empty jugs of apple cider on the courthouse steps and put in the trash and arrested the drinkers. Now, turn off the lights and go to bed. But SWC was still looking for the mayor when he got out of jail, but he got arrested on prior charges from another state. They wouldn’t come get him, so they left him at the South Wilmington Street Center.
2. The 3 Bears…and what they would say to a rabbit. How I couldn’t bear to read it. But the children would love it. All except Geoffrey, who said, "I hate bears." Then ripped the book out of my hands and threw it out the window, only to be thrown out the window behind it. He has no medical insurance and 2 broken legs and the sudden stop hurts…and hurts.
3. The weather and the change from winter to summer. I was unprepared because all my summer clothes burned in a fire and all I has left was my grandmother’s mink coat; which was destroyed by moths…millions of them. Of course, they grew to be enormous man eating butterflies. I can’t wait until summer, but maybe I prefer winter. Oww! What was that? Oh my God! A moth has just eaten my left arm. So I took my right arm and swatted at him continuously, hit my left nub, but missed the moth. Damn!
4. Watching a baseball coach yell at an 11-year old boy, but it may prove to be too painful; seeing as how I love children. Even more so, when I am the volunteer batboy (wicked smile). But I would hope that it would improve the boys game; however, I was so upset I ran onto the field and said to the coach, "How would you like if I treated you like that?" Then, I kicked him in the shins and bit his wittle nose. Only to find out that this guy had rabies and the coach died.
5. I am too blessed to be stressed and it’s the best way to be. If these are your beliefs, but that little green man who lives under my bed keeps trying to get me to change. But I send my mini Doberman under the bed to eat him all up. Except, he is really, really afraid of ceramic cats. But they do make nice coats, but not in the summer. So, the man eats the Doberman and I’m wondering if that’s a blessing or not.

I'm Afraid
Solo, The Fisherman's Project

I’m spinning in circles with no degrees
There is too much will I’m too free
When you speak your words embrace me
So wrapped, tied, & tangled up I can’t see
What to do now — I’m scared
I can’t hear anything but your voice
Like I’m impaired
I’m afraid of what I’ll do next
I toss and turn at night with no rest
What to do now — I’m afraid
I have no one to talk to no one to
come to my aid
When I see you my heart skips a beat
What ever you want just ask me
I’m afraid I wonder if you can’t see
I’m afraid of what you really mean to me.

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