The Meme-Mandated, Semi-Regularly-Updated, Occasionally Coherent Thoughts of G.M. Skarka
I feel like being a meme-lemming this morning:
A strong presence who organizes efforts yet shuns consensus, you strive to educate others for the benefit of your causes.
Don’t center on your anxiety, Obi-Wan. Keep your concentration on the here and now where it belongs.
Heh. Funny thing is, when my hair was fully grown out, my son Ian said that Qui-Gon looked like me.
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I feel like being a meme-lemming this morning:
A strong presence who organizes efforts yet shuns consensus, you strive to educate others for the benefit of your causes.
Don’t center on your anxiety, Obi-Wan. Keep your concentration on the here and now where it belongs.
Heh. Funny thing is, when my hair was fully grown out, my son Ian said that Qui-Gon looked like me.
One more to go. Weather on Saturday and Sunday was perfect, and the fact that there was both a NASCAR race and Billy Graham was appearing at Arrowhead significantly cut-down on the Annoying-Ass-Redneck factor.
To be completely honest, nothing really stood out on either day, because the entire weekend was eclipsed in my memory by Sunday night’s Cast Party, and Monday’s Wet Hell With Children and Pain.