To: Erika Lee

And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
--Kahlil Gibran--

Of course, I have no idea who Kahlil Gibran is/was, this was just on the e-card my mom sent me. I love my mommy.

I'm not gonna and you can't make me.

Update

From the "truth is stranger than fiction" category:

My brother is home safe from Iraq. Now he gets to clean up the mess that has been waiting for him. Seems his wife (who may not actually be his wife at all because she may not legally be divorced from one or more of her previous 3 husbands of whom my brother knew only of 1) went off her rocker (if she was ever on to begin with). Not that I can really judge her as I've never met her and know only that which my brother relays to us.

The woman did give away my brother's dog, which is unforgivable. You can do a lot of things to a man, but never mess with a man's dog. That's just wrong...especially when it is a Weimaraner he's had since it was a pup.

My brother is doing well. He got a new puppy, this one is a bloodhound.