If Competence is in the eye of the beholder, then this world is truely not controlled by anyone. Not that it ever was or is today, but the whole idea of any one person or group having control over a large amount of something that isn't their's is fundamentaly flawed. As of matter of fact, control itself is meaningless. This is no epiphany, but think about it. If someone says they control the town over there, where towns people live and do business, what puts them in control. If someone twists your arm and tells you to suck it, or puts a gun to your head and tells you to give 'em the money, how are they in control. If it was your life plan to be robbed, wouldn't you be then in control, by being able to munipulate life events and control them so that you eventually are mugged? Control is like many other ideas that make up our society: meaningless, powerful and efficent.

Why do I bring this up? Cause it popped into my head.

The Radio Flyer may very well become one of my life's great works. Most likely my life's only great work. And it is indeed Great. Pointless shmucks can't compete.

QUESTION:
Am I the only person of the people who read this that dosen't wear jeans or denim in general? I can't stand jeans, coz' they never fit and are stiff as hell, not to mention heavy. Khakis kick ass. They are flexible, light weight, and I couldn't care less if they get dirty. Jeans on the other hand naturaly look dirty, so they need to be constantly washed. Dirt enhances Khakis, and accents their already stylin' selves.

I bring this up because I want to get a pair of batwing chaps for the holidays, and being classic Cowboy wear, they look better when worn with jeans. So I will have to break this paradigm, and become the Khakin Cowboy, Urban Defender of the Undefended!

Regrets:
The lassoing bet is off cause I have other more important matters to pursue, mainly being the Radio Flyer and getting in shape. If anyone has a problem with that, then I shall challenge them to a one-on-one duel.