I Have Been Blessed with a Large Blog

Over time my blog has grown and become very large. You have to scroll a long way to see the entire blog. My blog has had many visitors, but typically I have several standard visitors. I keep careful track of the goings on of my blog. I have had a person from Utah visit my blog which gives you an idea of my blog's extent. I will continue to care for my blog and treat it with respect and I hope you will do the same. Here's to all the other people with large blogs out there, cheers!

Helping the Riddle off its Roost

I can't stand it any longer, I have to tell everyone the answer. Mary Bess Dalton, wife of 'the pickler' Brian Dalton, daughter of 'Shorty' and 'Thomas Aquinas Corbin', owner of a beautiful new home next to a kennel, driver of the 'silver bullet' SUV, sister to 'woof', 'ro', and 'myemili.e.', sister-in-law to the greatest riddler and purveyor of philosophical fancy in the southwest, has correctly answered the puzzle placed before you all.

And the answer to "Why does youth run?" is: "Because age is after it!"

Riddle

I will give a free lunch to the first person who can guess the answer to this riddle:

"Why does youth run?"

hint: The answer has nothing to do with Michael Jackson.

Guave's Wisdom

What wonderful words that bring new meaning to my life or life to my meaning, whichever the case may be. You are so right, Lecho, that life through a child's eye is so much purer, less tainted by man's need to conquer. Is this why our memories are always so much fonder than the reality? Because we know there is no chance of conquest in looking back and therefore can be free like children while we're remembering? I should know, and by 'know' i mean it should be always alive within my spirit, that my eagerness and desire to achieve these material ends is a slap in life's face. When I work on my children's books I think of the wonderfully imaginative newness of childhood. Not necessarily 'innocence' which everyone attributes to it, but the ironic beauty that is born out of a lack of knowledge. I hope that part of this quest for a graduate level education stems from a need to rediscover my ideas about architecture/life. I know inevitably I will have to sift through the garbage of pompous intellect to get closer to the truths so easily found in childhood. But your council has brought me closer to the truth and made the reason for the journey clear - I have always counted on you for such advice - and always will.

Graduate School / Heart Murmer

I have developed a heart murmer because of the anticipation of hearing from the 5 graduate schools that I applied to. Life has all but stopped until I find out what's in store for me. There is a good chance that I won't get into any of the schools I applied to - this is killing me. I need council, does Lecho have any words of wisdom? The other day I got my first rejection letter from one of my top three choices of schools. No matter what happens, if my heart murmer turns into something greater and I leave this planet, just know that I feel blessed that I have a wonderful wife and two fabulous children. BTW - topher has his first soccer game this weekend!