I say good day.

Did anyone watch the Peter Jenning's special on abc last night? Disney's network featured a two-hour, commercial-free commentary on the life and work of World News Tonight's late anchor. Now, I want to be clear - I have always, always, always been a Tom Brokaw loyalist prefering Brokaw's dry, sort of grandfatherly assertiveness to Jenning's silky approach which I always interpreted as a little weak and condescending. I've found myself in more then a few heated arguments about who is the better network news anchor, polling courtesy clerks at safeway, cashiers, people on the street, and fellow students. However, I retract any less then flattering things I've said about Mr. Peter Jennings during these debates and honor his passing by remarking on a man of insatiable curiosity, charm, intelligence, and awareness to the world around him.

Some deep blogging going on, people. There's a smattering of posting going on, some in big chunks, others in their usual steady stream - but really deep topics being addressed. I haven't had much of an inclination to write for the past week and a half or so -- my journal travels wherever I go from my bedside desk to the kitchen to my car to the machine shop where I work...but stays closed. Just resting. Sometimes, in fact most of the time, I prefer to absorb and listen to the thoughts of others -- of all of you rather then filling my ears with the scratching of my own pen.

Trust me when I say that I will wait for you. Trust me when I tell you that it hurts to look into your eyes -- and yet I can't look away. Eyes that sparkle in honesty and fly above triviality. Eyes that laugh easily, cry fearlessly, and judge slowly. Eyes that are made out of rain.

Ooo, wait...getting a scene here...ooo, gotta go write this down - enjoy your friday.

"I'm going to be honest with you, Bryan. That smells like pure gasoline"