One thousand steps make you tired.
One hundred steps make you exhausted.
Ten steps make you nigh unto death.
One step makes the next one possible.
No steps make the journey complete.
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- I grew up in Christian fundamentalism, went to hell, came back, became a Presbyterian then a Buddhist Presbyterian, and now I'm a profane Presbyterian Zen Taoist -- not that I'm into labels or anything. Here's what I've learned so far: The more you know, the more you know you don't know.
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Wedding FAQ
1. What color is your wedding?
Shocking pink, blushing rouge, and banjo green, I’m a horse of a different color in the Emerald City.
2. Where is your wedding?
Under a trellis of gardenias, we will promenade into the mouth of Hell, aka, Hollywood.
3. When is your wedding?
When all the icecaps have melted and the Big One has rocked Southern California into tiny peninsulas, me and my boytoy will cruise by, picking what we need for our trousseau from the floating debris.
4. What does your dress look like?
My white satin doilies offset the day-glow yellow tube socks in my ruby red skippers.
5. Who is your Maid of Honor?
Our Lady of the Flowers has agreed to come from his New Orleans jail cell in a Mardi Gras pimpmobile to walk us down the aisle.
6. Are you sure he is the One? Are you sure you're ready to get married?
No blue screen for me, baby, I’ve already checked out the goods and put him up for escort services on Criag’s List. There’s gotta be some way to make money out of this.
7. Have you signed a Pre-Nuptial Agreement?
We’ve divided the whips and chains, the leather suits and Afro weaves, so there’s not much left to sign off on, except for those lightning kisses.
[Disposable Prose November 23, 2009]
Dr. Mike
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