tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800375794387567407.post8894313673861128358..comments2008-03-03T12:51:30.039-06:00The Latte' Guyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05473283860413817679The.Latte.Guy@gmail.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800375794387567407.post-45897851468955922102008-03-03T12:51:00.000-06:002008-03-03T12:51:00.000-06:00Jamsco wonders what movie this was. . . <BR/><BR/>Jamsco googles the quote.<BR/><BR/>Jamsco is surprised to find out - <BR/><BR/>Wait, now . . . You were watching Star Trek?<BR/><BR/>Yes, now I understand why you didn't name the movie in the first place. I'm only disappointed that I didn't recognize the quote.jamscohttp://jamsco.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800375794387567407.post-65695321597599098252008-02-22T18:53:00.000-06:002008-02-22T18:53:00.000-06:00one of my favorite Blogs. you need to write daily though. 11 days is killing me.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800375794387567407.post-24161225742251428512008-02-11T14:39:00.000-06:002008-02-11T14:39:00.000-06:00Time can be a predator or a companion depending on the situation. On Christmas Day it can be a companion, but if a loved one is dying it is a predator. <BR/><BR/>Nice food for thought.Krisnoreply@blogger.com