Hey, Matt

Nothing so strange about your story.  It sounded like a modern day version
of the Greek myth about Icarus who made wax wings and flew too near the sun.
The nice thing (so I hear) about being married is when your balloon gets too
high fallootin (spelled phonetically) your wife is always there to pull your
string and pull you back to earth. Guess your name isn't "Strings" for
nuthin'.  Grin.  Watch out for all this demon talk or Phil is going to pay
you a house call.  Although I think he is going to send his cat to wait in
your workshop for you.  Smile.

Flying High Lion
----- Original Message -----
From: "Matt" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Wednesday, November 26, 2003 11:35 AM
Subject: Re: Soldiers Killed in Iraq


> Well, all you have to do is to ask the still living jews who were
liborated
> from Hitler to know that sometimes wars are necessary.
> It would be wonderful if we could all float through life with a hand full
of
> balloons and smiles on our faces but thems the breaks.
> Some want all of the baloons and get cheap thrills out of yanking them
from
> our hands and watching us splat on the ground below as they rise higher
and
> higher.
> They don't realize that someday they will be alone up their with all of
the
> ballons and fly into the sun.
> hahahahahahah
> What?
> Where'd that come from?
> Sorry, I got on a roll and couldn't seem to stop myself.
> It's the poetic deamond in me.
>
> Smiling head spinning out of control.
>
> Matt