Here's to the ones that deal
with the annoyances of every
day life. To all who choke down
the pounding alarm of morning
and avoid falling asleep on the
highway to another day of mindless
"living life." No questions, please.

No interruptions in the routine. No
radical injections of new ideas or change...but most importantly, no criticism of the daily dose of life here, in the Valley of average and desemated.

To those who fall in line with the rest, hoping that this morning's coffee is the last they'll ever sip. Or to the paper man driving and praying today's the day his car will finally slide off into a ditch of peace. Some type of homicidal heaven to escape the suffocating grip reality seems to hold...to break free of the fleeting expectation of greatness, when all you have to offer is yourself.