What's the matter Colonel Sanders.... chicken?

They've been having a Mel Brooks film fest on AMC tonight... Spaceballs and Blazing Saddles. Two great films, but not his best. Of course we all know that Young Frankenstein is the ULTIMATE! Personally, I think that "History Of The World, Part Two" is the next best... but, who am I?

Anyway... I hope that the world has been treating everyone well, if not, my condolences. This is my first post while under the influence. I hope I don't make any more of an ass of myself than I usually do. :P

Great new radio station on the air, 106.5... they play oldies, and I don't mean 80's but 60's. I love it. The roots of everything good on the airwaves today, so I respect it and sometimes prefer it. I just miss the days of an actual Deejay, playing our requests. Seems all personal feelings and thoughts have been forgone for money. Sad. I might listen to the radio more, if not for that.

As you might have guessed, I don't really have a thought or particular thing in mind to talk about tonight... sometimes you just don't. Actually, you might just have so much on your mind, you don't know where to begin, so why start? Where would it end?

Let's just say I'm thinking about family and how important that is. When you're young, all you can think about is getting out from under it, when you're older... all you can think about is how to get it back. It seems you're whole life revolves around it, and for good cause. People search the entire world for the meaning of life, but it all comes right back to where you started. Home. You want your kids to know it, but they'll still find a calling of thier own. In the end, they'll come back. Don't we all?

We all seek things in life... be it money, fortune, fame, or just our definition of success. We'll travel the world to find it. But, in our hearts, true contentment comes from the hearth. The place where we grew up, our home. The place where milestones were achieved, where brothers and sisters were born, where we found love or lost our true love. We all come back for some reason.

This goes out to all who wish they could be home and can not... home is in your heart.