NORTHERN LAD MEETS SOUTHERN LASS IN WESTERN TOWN, NORTH DAKOTA IN THE EASTERN PORTION OF THE CITY

I'm just anxious to begin as you are. Before we proceed with this blog entry, first I need to show you some photographs of Elisha Cuthbert. Second, I'm not a figment of somebody's imagination. I'm just as real and concrete as you are. Obviously you must've known that if you're still reading this internet blog. Third, though I write fictional stories, I have yet to earn a dime from anything that I'm writing. It would be nice if I earned a dime for each fictional story I've earned, but I'm not pushing for it. I'm writing fictional stories without profit simply for relaxation and entertainment. I'm giving without any thought of getting something in return.

I know that's a weird thing to say in such a synical era, but it's the truth. I'm not certain that the fictional stories that I'm writing is even marketable or profitable. I never write with an organized outline. I'm writing spontaniously off the top of my head. Yes, I'm making up my fictinal stories as I go along and I pray to GOD that I don't screw up in the process. Since I'm only writing for an audience of one (Myself), it won't matter if making up a story as I go along is the worst way to write anything. Nobody out there is going to notice the difference. Anyway, I'm just rambling off the top of my head. Ninety plus degree tempreture can do that to a person.

SUMMER FINALLY ARRIVES IN CLEVELAND, OHIO

Before we begin, there are some photographs of Avril Lavigne. I'm still unemployed. I'm still searching for employment. I'm still dependent on unemployment payments from the Department of Jobs and Family Services as my only source of income. How am I able to surf the internet if I don't have internet connection on my computer? I'm doing so in the public library. The public library offers free internet access to people who can prove valid residence. I have valid residence in Cleveland, Ohio so here I am. I'm hoping to be employed someday. I'm hoping to repay my United States Government College tuition loans someday. I'm hoping to rebuild my saving account balance someday. I'm hoping to move out of my Biologic Mom's house and into my own apartment again someday. I'm still hoping for a brighter tomorrow. I won't be traveling backwards instead of forward forever.

LOOKING AT PHOTOGRAPHS OF LINDSAY LOHAN ON A WARM SPRING DAY

Back to science fiction, a disturbing thought entered my head. Assuming that a person is immortal. In other words, the person can never die. No bombs can harm. No disease can wreck. Nothing can make a dent in the person's ability to keep on moving. Suddenly a thermal nuclear holocaust errupts. Everybody born mortal dies instantly. No more food. No more water. No vegitation. Everything is gone. Yet, the immortal person keeps on moving. Then the Earth's sun goes supernova and swallows up the sun. That means that the immortal person is still alive and free floating in outer space. Yes, that's a scary thought. Let's hope it never happens. We don't want more people getting scary thoughts involving nuclear weapons.