Postcard of the Day

I accept now that I have too many bowling cards queued up for a week.  So we'll go a couple days long.

That said, I'm putting the bulk of the views showing lanes ( behind this cut. )

 

Can You Be the Unmet Friend

All is clouded by desire
The opposite intensities

As fire by smoke
A mirror by dust

Know an assassin by his eyes,
The misery that's in front of you

Become children again
Become ghosts

living dangerously