Let the Good Times Roll

So you leave it behind you. That burning mess. Let it burn and move on. At the time it seemed like some nice pyrotechnics. And who doesn't like those? But I've started fires before and what really matters is how fast your get away car is. Fortunately mine is blue.

Don't Shoot Tilll you See the Whites of Her Eyes

READY...AIM...FIRE!

Sincerity. It doesn't come easy. It comes at 3 in the morning after a long day of frustration, when there is nothing left to hide, and if there was there's not place left to hide it. In the mean time you and I both wish I'd find a new tree to sit under, quietly. I need a nap, I need to read my scriptures. I need to do my math.  Oh moosen.