LIFE IS A HIGHWAY

LIFE IS A HIGHWAY
Two Wheels Are Better Than Four

It's Never Too Late Unless It Is

Is it ever too late to start over? Is it ever to late to forgive?
Is it ever too late to find someone? Is it ever too late to begin?
Is it ever too late to be early? Is it ever too late to relive?
Is it ever too late to ask for help? Is it ever too late to believe?
Is it ever too late to find God? Is it ever too late to lose Him?







Tuesday, April 20, 2010

My Last Meal


It was delivered promptly, wrapped it aluminum foil and still hot. $4.95, not a bad deal, I guess. I let it sit a while, then put it on a plate. I took it with both hands and tore one end apart from the other, as cheese was acting like some sort of delicious epoxy. I took a bite, tasting the dough and a slight accent of garlic. I pulled my mouth away, taking some of the main ingredient with it. I reminded myself (as I always do when I eat this particular item) to check my teeth for the green residue that always seems to get lodged between them. Too bad Popeye the Sailor didn't live long enough to experience this delicacy. He just ate it straight from the can. But Italian Affair mixes it with cheese and garlic and bakes it in Pizza dough.

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