Once upon a time in  dark forest lived a King. The King of the dark forest. He was a good King but he liked things very dark. One day things got so dark the humble people could not see. They begged the King to return light to the forest however he would not. In despair the people called upon the one person they thought could overthrow the King and return the light. The humble merchant named Merchant. Being a merchant Merchant's life depended on the light so he knew what he had to do. He grabbed his trusty sword and headed off in the direction of the Kings castle. Once he came upon the castle he scaled the 160 foot wall and silently sneaked into the kings quarters. "Yes" yelled the King as he spotted Merchant lunging towards him. "Restore all the light." Yelled Merchant. "Never" said the King of the dark forest. "Then I will behead you" yelled Merchant. "Behead me indeed" yelled the King. Once Merchant had the Kings head cut off all light returned. The moral of this story is don't get burned.

    I found myself far from where it began. I looked back to the beginning to see how far I had come. It was a long walk back to where I had started from. To turn back now was a ridiculous thought. The longer I walked the more my legs hurt. I started ahead again on a brisk pace and new that the further I went the faster it'd go. I had heard that along my way many times. I'm not sure if I even truly believed it. Did it go faster, and if so how was that possible? I would have to see for myself when I get there I guessed. To have come this far was a testament to my own resolve at least I knew that much. Many times I had wanted to quit. I wouldn't have come this far but it was just to much despair inside of me if I had to go back to my humble beginnings. I had accomplished so much as if that really mattered. What did matter was the place I had started was as uncomfortable as uncomfortable could be and I could bear the uncomfortableness no longer. I had to move onward an upward so I had thought. To move upward was a figurative thought and to me it meant to move to a more comfortable position as if this was comfortable and so it seems that the distance traveled was all in my head. For it must be because the more I traveled the more obstacles stood in my way from achieving my goal. The goal, that was the motivation. The motivation was there to help me achieve the goal but the goal once reached seemed no longer like a goal at all but more like a milestone. Alas to some day find the true treasure and what was that treasure to be. For something would motivate me upon my way, the goal so it be called I suppose was worth all the effort if it in fact it could be attained. I have for one have never been satisfied with the end results or for the journey traveled for which it was obtained. It seemed tedious to me. Far to much effort for such little reward but unbenounced to me somebody somewhere was supposedly enjoying it. For who they are I didn't know nor did I care.  I just wanted it to be over and the sooner the better.

The date shouldn't be taken for granted. People who go on dates just for something to do are dumb. If your looking for something to do go to the movies with somebody you like not somebody you don't even know. To me a date should be more like an interview. Your not gonna get a chance to interview somebody in the middle of a movie. People who bring their date to the movies, loud clubs or loud concerts have something to hide. If your looking to hide stay home.
Me I like to take my date to a shrink and let the shrink tell us if we are compatible. I mean a shrink ought to know. Its his job and field of study. Not only that if the shrink says we are compatible after the interrogation and it doesn't work out in six months to a year at least we will have somebody to blame besides ourselves. If your down with this then lets say me you and a shrink Saturday night?