
One of my favorite online people, Tim Arthur, posted about his recent visit to Walmart. Basically he went in and bought some poster board. The poster board wasn't put into a bag because of the size. He was stopped on his way out by the Greeter. She asked him to show her his receipt.


Last night, I got to thinkin'… and I'm like CRAP! I'm half-way there! I'm talking life. I mean the act of living… the physical act of breathing in and out. Yep, I'm just about half-way through my entire existence. When the hell did this happen and why didn't anyone tell me I was going to hit this point so fast? What the hell y'all? 


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