i had the best day of my life the other day, and that is saying a lot. well, the best hour anyway, you know when everything seems likes it's going to be o.k. it was shit cold outside, freezing toes and fingers cold and i was sitting with my good friend bryan in the cancer survivors park in front of a little fountain smoking little brown clove cigs. it's the simple things i guess. in this time of reflection i have looked back and back to find something worthwhile, and you know what? not much. i'd have to say my kids are worthwhile; there's nothing quite like having children. but beyond that, pretty much zilch. how lame. so, here is to an un-lame life. taat.