Think about this:

If our friendship kills my business, there won't be friendship and I will be dead broke. But if my business kills our friendship, at least there would be some money to console me...

it ain't everyday you get to be called a dude and when you manage to be called one, you want to hold on fast like a leech to that even if the desperate talons of old age is fast clutching at your throat.

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Can you imagine? I haven't written a single technical article in months. The folks at CFDJ (I promised them heaven and earth) must be thinking of spilling my blood by now. And to make matters worse, am adding a short story section to my blog. What will you find there, true life stories, half truths and plain fiction. But all they have in common is just to entertain& me of course.