HELLO THERE. HARD TO BELEIVE THAT I WOULD
ACTUALLY CHANGE MY HOMEPAGE. IT HAS BEEN THE SAME FOR
SO LONG. ALOT HAS CHANGED. I NOW LIVE IN COLORADO. IT
IS BEAUTIFUL UP HERE. I SEE THINGS THAT I ONLY SAW IN
CALENDERS. EVEN MY CAT LIKES IT UP HERE. WELL FOR THE
TIME BEING THIS IS ALL THAT THERE IS GONNA BE TO THIS
PAGE. IF YOU CLICK ON THE SKULL BELOW IT WILL TAKE
YOU TO A PAGE THAT CONTAINS SOME OF MY POEMS. STAY
CYCO.
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Sometimes when I reflect back on all the beer I drink I feel ashamed. Then I look into the glass and think about the workers in the brewery and all of their hopes and dreams. If I didn't drink this beer, they might be out of work and their dreams would be shattered. Then I say to myself, "It is better that I drink this beer and let their dreams come true than be selfish and worry about my liver.
