Dear Pious Pete:
I was once a born again Christian, kind of, had an affair with jesus is how I will put it. Loved the idea of being pure. At times I felt pure. A wonderful delusional feeling. I understand.

Dear Llama Jack:
Still your fan. Please keep taking good care of Jack: he needs you so. We all do.

Dear Neurotic Norman:
I am sorry for your pain. I know it. I automatically believed everyone else is right and I am wrong. It was terrible which is why I was a born again for a little while. And almost a jehova witness too.

Dear Polite Paul:
What are the rules about passing gas in public and in private? I really, really want to know this.

Dear Ruminator Ron:
Done that a lot. My solution: keep my life free of events, keep a life where nothing happens and therefore nothing to ruminate about.

Dear Analytical Alan:
I have nothing for you.

anita