KEB, I was in my shop, polishing some of my bestest tools to sell on EBay to pay down our debt A song came round on the CD player, and it made me think about the commonality of our sitchs. I had to take off my respirator, safety glasses, wipe the polish goo out of my eyes and write it down to share.
"Crashing head-on into the future, it won't even leave a dent. Just walk in like you own it. Remember, it ain't set in cement. --Joe Strummer, Digging the New---
That song follows a more melancholy song that says "You're gonna need a nit comb to get rid of me" but we won't get involved with that right now
We are where we are because we were being passengers on this ride. I never really knew what people meant by "grab the bull by the horns" until now.
