So, I was sitting at my window enjoying a nice Oakland sunset:
When my phone alerted me of an in-coming text message:
Isn't that sweet someone is thinking of me. I replied:
I was totally surprised when I found out it was:
There was only one logical assumption as to which Celine this was and this was funny because I was just thinking of her.
Not without a little disappointment I received this message:
Who is this Mr Phelps and why would Celine Dion be texting him. I decided that it was best to be civil with Celine-- she is a powerful performer-- so I used a sweet emoticon.
Listen here Celine! I don't know who you are out gallivanting with but I assure you I do not and moreover will not associate with anyone calling themselves by such a bizarre assortment of words: peace justin zen.
Then I remembered that I hate Celine Dion and tried to angrily flip my phone shut, alas I don't have a flip phone so I pressed the end button and swore off "The Power of Love" forever.
I mean, after all; you have to consider we're only made out of dust. That's admittedly not much to go on and we shouldn't forget that. But even considering, I mean it's a sort of bad beginning, we're not doing too bad. So I personally have faith that even in this lousy situation we're faced with we can make it. You get me?-- PKD