Eyes on the Go, Inc. (AXCG)

[Fortrav]

Wow....left for chemo at eight, got home at three thirty and looked "in" to see how the day went... Kinda like that song about, "I found my mind, in a brown paper bag, within...I tripped on a cloud and fell eight miles high...tore my mind on a jagged sky... I just dropped in, to see what condition, "my condition" was in..."
Well, she held her ground but if that 117 million shows up again we could be stuck here for a while.....which I really don't mind- trying to find a little more "scratch" to add to my growing pile. I don't know about the rest of you but I smelled my pile and it still smells like roses....sometimes it's a "mind over matter" thing. I won't start smelling dead rats for another ninety days...