The more pertinent question is — what are YOU?"Gregg had recently seen the movie "Dogma" and was fully expecting Deuce, who had a strong resemblance...to Alan Rickman in both physical appearance as well as voice, to drop his pants and spread his wings. The image should have made him smile, but the all too real possibility of it happening made him nervous. "I'm ... I'm just a teacher." Gregg, Gregg, Gregg. Haven't you figured out that you're more than that yet? You have been given this amazing. He rolled me over onto my back, binding my hands to the headboard. He stood then and walked slowly to the foot of the bed tying my feet to the end. He paused there for a moment his eyes raking across my body. The look in his eyes heating my skin, suddenly he reached for me, hooking his fingers into my knickers as he ripped them from me, searing my skin. He pulled the material from my body and stood back. “Hmmm much better” I felt the bed shift as he moved down next to me. My skin. After two days with no luck, he finally saw Eric drive by on the third day.It was quarter after three on a Saturday afternoon in early June. Brian had been waiting since noon, so he was excited to finally see Eric's car go past. He waited 10 minutes, and then headed to the the park entrance where he knew Eric's car would be parked.Brian drove down the mile-long stretch of wooded road that lead to the entrance. There wasn't a single house on the road and it lead to a small gravel parking lot. In other words, if you’ve got people who love you, good food, a decent enough roof, and the health to enjoy it. You’ve got enough.I had an awesome Thanksgiving and I hope you did too. I spent time with the family, played with the grandkids, and had some great food. I appreciate the folks who dropped me a note yesterday. Thank you. Now, today was a different kettle of fish and got me thinking about failure.Somebody decided to put my head in Uncle Fester’s vice. That’s always an experience. Then.