You know, I think I would rather be a man than a god . We don't need anyone to believe in us. We just keep going anyhow. It's what we do.
Oh, now I understand why when people read your posts, they say, "What a croc." (ha, ha)
Atrophy: what you get when you win atournament.
I met a guy once who was doing dental work at a local zoo. He said that the stuff they used to anesthetize the animals paralyzed them, but didn't knock them out. That meant that when he worked on the tiger, the tiger REMEMBERED EVERYTHING! So the next time he walked through the cat area, the tiger watched him, carefully, from one end of the walk to the other.
Now, I have had some unfortunate experiences with dentists. (Long story.) I am thinking about if I had the tools of a tiger, and the basic attitude of a tiger, and somebody did to me what some dentists have done, and I got a chance . . . . It takes a pretty brave guy to do dental work at a zoo.
R.I.P. Cyrano and Roxanne.