March 12, 2007
Look at them muscles … They’re poppin’ right out of my sleeve. Can you believe it? I’m covered in God’s good earth and filled with the spirit of the Lord. There’s nothing can get in a man’s way except the consequences of his actions. Never mind how I run the cards up my sleeve and play dice. That there’s technicalities that the Good Lord can forgive because, deep down, I mean well and aim to please and my heart is like a lion of might and virtue. No, I stand blameless in this life and I work to be deserving.