Darn ... and I didn't win the Publisher's House $10,000,000.00 Giveaway either. And I had soooo much confidence I was gonna win ... before I realized the situation. I know ... I know ... complex problems have simple, easy to understand wrong answers. Yep, only in America could a letter offering a ten million dollar prize be considered junk mail. Well, I got work to do ... hospital wants me to make a sign for the maternity room door "PUSH ... PUSH ... PUSH". So I'll take my leave and do what has to be done for duty, honor and country and kiss my dream of winning the "son of a ----- gun" contest. Gonna take my Purple Heart out of the drawer and stare at it awhile and remember that I was smart enough to have a plan, stupid enough to try it and lucky enough to survive ... story of my life.
