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I'm off to Richmond to visit my Mom for Easter. Toodles.

Sometimes my mind moves faster than my brain. -- Dave, who just proved his point

Que Sera, Sera as sung by Doris Day

When I was just a little girl,
I asked my mother, What will I be?
Will I be pretty?
Will I be rich?
Here's what she said to me:

Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be.

When I was just a child in school,
I asked my teacher, What will I try?
Should I paint pictures?
Should I sing songs?
This was her wise reply:

Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be.

When I grew up and fell in love,
I asked my sweetheart, What lies ahead?
Will we have rainbows
Day after day?
Here's what my sweetheart said:

Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be.

Now I have children of my own.
They ask their mother, What will I be?
Will I be handsome?
Will I be rich?
I tell them tenderly:

Que sera, sera,
Whatever will be, will be;
The future's not ours to see.
Que sera, sera,
What will be, will be.
Que sera, sera!

I've spoken previously about a rather odd thing that happens to me: far too often when I look at a digital clock, it's 34 minutes past the hour. I was explaining this to Tina this evening and she suggested that instead of getting annoyed every time this happens, I should pray. I think I will. We shall see what happens....

Meg and Scott are up in arms over the Consumer Broadband and Digital Television Promotion Act (CBDTPA) proposed last week by Senator Hollings (South Carolina; Democrat). Please take a look at the bill and consider what it means to your rights. And it does mean something to your rights; if you use computers, CDs, DVDs, watch TV, listen to the radio, or do anything of the sort, you will be affected.