Moi Folie et Insucces My maddness and frustruation or lack of success

Never having mastered the clarinet. I had a great Sunday with friends. We drove to South Beach and went to Red Lobster for lobster fest. It was great we ate some much food. From crab legs to lobster tails lobster mashed potatos lobster pizza we drank we toasted we laughed it was quite festive we even pontificated on the notion of marriage and what it means and meant to us personally..

We then hit up the outlets for decent priced bed sheet sets. Nothing like a successful hunt after eating to delirium. Home in time for Oscar with no red carpet treatment. It was an amazing show to end all shows. Historically speaking "speaking out" meant the end of ones career. Last night history was made. Someone in the public eye made it possible to speak out and still be loved by the media.

One small step for man one giant leap for "man kind". I try an leave my war opinions out of things. This war hasn't really enlightened me or changed my opinion or made me see life differently. Unfortunately, this war only solidifies the truth of my cynism that I prefered to wish away. Alas it is real. What is real cannot be made less real only evolved beyond. Which I have if only for my own sanity sake.

I am comfortable with that. As being arrest or labled a rebel are not in my list of personal achievements. I deserve to be without them.

Moi folie et toi?