so 25 years ago this morning I was in the kitchen dinking around getting some cereal. My mom was up. I heard a bang and an echo like a car backfiring down the street only..like louder. Mom said what was that? I went outside and looked right down the street..nothing..looked left and was totally surprised as a giant black cloud was spewing into the distant sky where Mt. St. Helens had previously been visible...oh about 130 miles away.
Wasn't but minutes later before the phone started ringing constantly as every relative on the planet was calling sure that we were dead and buried. Truth is we watched it on television. It was just an amazingly beautiful clear blue sky spring Sunday...least in Western Washington. Eastern side of the mountains parts had streetlights on at noon. Sucked to be them.
-- v/r Beau
Ghosts don't exist and there is nothing to be afraid of....except for SuperAIDS.
