Gold is like God or Not?

I'm still here or maybe there also.

It is a challange to have any kind of brain.

Love your strange stars.

Perfect Beauty.

Loose lips, lose lips from face.

My first story had a wretched yellow creature, like golum only bigger and smarter, owned by a wizard. They were friends sorta, perhaps companions.

Or if you prefer voodoo or hoodoo. It sounds real good.

When numbers rule everyone.

The greeter at the bathroom always said "You're in!" I was told when I left "You're coming out now!"

Words that taste like carmel and fudge.