Railing It!

Ride the rail. When the shoe marks dispursed into multi-directions I was left with the rail line or walk. Always a good day when the slippery rail line is rideable. Today was that day. Seven degrees when I got to work. Now I can't get the Ozzy song out of my head. Crazy, we'll that's how it goes....millions of people, living as foes. Maybe it's not too late...., to learn how to love, ....And forget how to hate. The guitair is my favorite part.