The elevator doors opened, and Ranger stepped out and spied Tank stretched out on the carpet. "Fainted," I said. Ranger walked to Tank and stood hands on hips, staring down at him. "Tank doesn't faint. I've been in firefights with him. He's a rock." "Well, the rock fainted.

I was watching television and I saw how you stick your fingers in a person's eyes to slow them down." Grandma Mazur

I'd kiss you, but you smell like a gym bag.

Everyone knew fear. It was the reaction that made the difference. Some people hated fear and avoided the experience. Some people endured it as a necessity. And some people became addicted to the rush.

I hate mornings. They start so early.

Personally, I'm a lazy kind of guy, and leaving the door open on the mystical saves me work. I don't have to stress my brain trying to explain the unexplainable. It's magic. End of discussion.

Truth is, I'm a good Catholic girl. The faith has always been elusive, but the guilt is intractable.