tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21353845.post5772618127014942143..comments2023-06-07T04:18:27.788-04:00Comments on Collective Contemplations: The Stuff of Genius...Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18434200154377829826noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21353845.post-21431003562478588752008-04-15T20:18:00.000-04:002008-04-15T20:18:00.000-04:00lone voice in the background singing . . . Like a ...lone voice in the background singing . . . <BR/>Like a rock<BR/>I was strong as I could be . . . .Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21353845.post-29793845402818284852008-04-15T20:12:00.000-04:002008-04-15T20:12:00.000-04:00Ha ha! My chief instructor and I went to breakfas...Ha ha! My chief instructor and I went to breakfast together two saturday's ago before classes at the martial arts school. I was trying to get something not too filling, not greasy, etc.<BR/><BR/>He laughed and ordered one of those plates that come with a leg sized omelette, pancakes, hash browns, bacon, etc and said (half kiddingly), "I don't have to do anything but tell you guy's what to do!"Chrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14861482393432330011noreply@blogger.com