I work as a manager in an R.V. park... It's a nice job, the park is full of mostly older people... One of my new tenants, Troy, in his mid to late 30's is married, and quite the chatty person. While he comes up to check his mail or pay his rent and what not, he'll babble on about whats new in his life... particularly on Sundays before he goes to church, I find him up here. "I've started being a good boy since I met my wife, and started going to Church and it's done wonderful things for me...

Bad things happen to good people.. ironically I was just thinking about this on my way to work... IF I was God... this is how earth would be... Child molesters and rapists would die of cancer... or get conveinently ran over by a bus, because the driver spilt his drink and didn't see him crossing when it was a no walk sign anyway. Splat you got yours you peice of scum. Good people would have good health, good fortune good luck, they'd get theres. Those damn people that blew up the Twin T...