you know the place where all the things your parents told you in those longs holier than thou lectures your parents gave you? They sit that dark closet of a room  where they sit sorted out in to stackd of warped cardboard boxes gathering dust and mouse corpses... 
Well this is a happy story about  opening one of those boxes like a text book the night before the important test .
My parents have always told me to place others before myself and to do the right thing not because it's easy but because it's the right thing to do (with all that intoduction the story will probably be a biig disapiontment as will be my spelling in all theese lovely posts) 
I found my stomach growling way past the time where I should have had dinner smelling Jennnie's recently radiation filled melted cheese sandwich I thought I would make one for my self  proceding thus I found a host of hungry siblings so i obliged and made food for  those who said they wanted one as I had made the last one for myself the youngest kirsten wanders into the kitchen as i did earlier smelling and growling as i  had done wanting substance like I did found her self facing the prospect of a unfortunate circumtanse many children in large families face there was no cheese left nor any bread  there were other things of course but you could tell by the look onher face she had seen the others with thier food and was set on having cheesey goodness for herself I was hungry and not inclined in the least to be more giving than I had already been  I think of myself as a selfish bastard and this was proving it. nearing the piont of the story
 I thought about how Kirsten must feel and how i so readily identified with her situation and felt guilty so i cut the sandwich in half  and even added some potatoe salad and cherries to the plate. I called Kirsten over and expecting a beaming  child full of gratitude i found her a sullen child very much ungratefull and ignorant to what I was sacrificing and the mental argument I had had with myself. I was not surprised however at her reaction to my selflessness I was really surprised i had not only remembered my parents teachings but to the fact  that nomone was clapping or congratulating me or that no LDS mormon people that haunt my childhood memories were there preforming thier practiced cheer for me (one of  those odd children they never thought would make it and would have been burning damnation or something) so I looked around a bit truly believeing they would jump out any second  then ate my sandwich 

despite my wording and such i do not believe I am a wonderful person for giving up half my sandwich  it's not i big deal I just have a penchant fo the dramatic.


When I worked down at the liquor store
Guy with a shotgun came raging through the place
Muscled his way behind the counter
I shot him in the face

This morning I went down to the Catholic Church
'Cause something just came over me
Forty-five minutes in the pews
Praying the rosary
When the last days come
We shall see visions
More vivid than sunsets
Brighter than stars
We will recognize each other
And see ourselves for the first time
The way we really are

Decorative grating on my window
Gets a little rustier every year
I don't know how the metal gets rusty
When it never rains here

A year or so ago I worked at a liquor store
And a guy came in
Tried to kill me so I shot him in the face
I would do it again
I would do it again
When the last days come
We shall see visions
More vivid than sunsets
Brighter than stars
We will recognize each other
And see ourselves for the first time
The way we really are