everybody needs something to rest their sins on, be it god or substances, or winning the lottery. sex sells, baby, so breathe it the fuck in. ever see something through to the end? not me. and now I remember why I started this whole post in the first place. Distractions Distractions. Holy shit it's windy and the power just went out. Natural Disaster? It's a strange thought, but a passing one. Which reminds me again of distractions. Now I don't remember why I started this. Or maybe I'm just not remembering on purpose to make myself believe I'm not remembering so I'll have something to keep remembering not to remember. It was a pizza hut commercial about 'the edge' pizza. But the kids were dressed in early 90's fashion which I recall from my childhood. Strange what you remember, and what you forget.