"She got friendly, down in the sand"

Sweet Chaos. I paid my respects to those dire deities of the fields of probability, randomness and luck. A little wild fun, some chips thrown carelessly and karaoke.
Big dreams and big thoughts do not necessarily create big days and nights. Too bad, because I surely have some huge moments of imagination. But ain’t that just the way things go? So, ‘tip a pint, swish a shot. Smile at them chicks a lot’. Just remember where you parked and keep the ticket stubs. The road of life has a fast lane, but it also has really good truck stops. A little fun can go a long way towards tickling the Reaper.
And, as a side note; take the time to play with a ferret if the chance comes your way.