Feb 18th 7:21

Woke up this morning with the strangest thought. Not a dream but a recollection of something about a vise. Kept playing it over and over in my head until I remembered it was a TV show.There was this shadow of a women,small,and this giant vise squeezing her to death. It was "The Vise"

Caught in the jaws of a vice,stories of people caught in dilemmas of their own making.

So just one of my thoughts. I seem to get myself in places I don't want to be. Ah the disease to please.

Yesterday worked on a few things at work I have a 5 yr old assistant who helps me cut and paste.

I like her thoughts. She'll too much black or don't change the cover. I take it all in,it's honest.