Battle Cry!

Look at myself
Look at myself

Mr Taurus ate a thesaurus
Made the girls cry and skipped straight to the chorus
Mr Taurus had a great fall
All the King's horses were no good at all
No good at all

Here's one I broke earlier
I broke earlier

Woke up in a spaceship of shimmering gold
Tutenkhamen sleeping
Should'a left him alone
Floating round in Orion
Arrow pointing to heaven
Between all the planets
Out in the cold

Everyone I love
Everyone I love
Everyone I love
lives somewhere else

And I have time to look at myself
Look at myself
Look at myself
-Marillion

Peace talks with the Empire have come to a screeching halt as a new web of lies and deceit have been spun with a plan to not sell the house til Feb, to which I say; kiss my Jedi ass. This is a total bait and switch as I wait for her counter offer which Darth would not discuss with me and said my lawyer had it. SPoke to him this morning and he does not. Seems like a stall tactic. I have taken my lightsaber out of the trunk of the Toyota and I am ready to weild it once more.

I am dizzy with confusion, but I prepare for a 9 day war before I leave for NYC, and then Madrid. No prisoners this time.

Power begets power
nature never relents
there are dogs and there are sheep-
never second guess
-Wayward Platypus

In other news: Maria is well. One by one, the expats of the Great Scattering will be gathering in Madrid in late September. I look forward to my friends and life and work there; far from the Shadow of the Empire.

Except that this time, I will erase the Sith from the annals of history.

(Hee hee - I said Annals!)