It was an epic battle. The two, seasoned with years of experience, battled like a pair of boxers fighting to the death. First one, then the other, would strike, grab the momentum and look as if, just maybe, he could snatch a victory. But no, the other would summon energy from somewhere and make a move, regaining that ever-important momentum to stay in the game. But the contest was coming to an end, something had to give. And it looked as if something had, for one of the contestants had a lead, a substantial one at that. That’s it, game over. But wait, not so fast, the other isn’t going to let it go without a fight. He charges back, the deficit shrinking until it is almost even. But he can’t finish it, he expends too much energy in the comeback, finally succumbing. It was a epic battle to be sure. One that will be repeated, over and over again.

Randy and I have been playing basketball games against each other. He’s better than me, but I can stick right with him one-on-one. He doesn’t like it when I beat him. And, he doesn’t think I can make threes.

This has got to be a record: 4 days of pizza in a row. Don’t worry, I’m excercising.

I want to emphasize the great difference between dozing and sleeping. I can’t sleep on my job, but I can doze. If I slept I would wake up at some point and realize everything was empty and shut off and it would be very bad. If I doze, though, I am simply drifting in and out of semi-consciousness and am quickly aware of even an insignificant change in the mill’s sound. No harm done.