A sweet man once said...

"One day, when you are much much older, you will put down your knitting for a moment and look up,while your 23 cats lounge in various spots in the room. You will stare at a white wall, as if it were a projection screen, and reflect on all those people who have floated in and out of your life. You will think of old friends long gone, and the nostalga of simpler times, while that seemingly infinate train of humanity steams on by. You will laugh under your breath as you think back and travel backwards down the trails that lead to memory. Faces of schoolmates, family, co-workers, friends and lovers will swirl around, along with the specific memories that accompany each. Among all those faces of friends, no more than another link in the chain, will be mine. You will have to concentrate for a bit, as it will have been a long time since the last time I popped up from recesses of your mind. It will all come flooding back and a wave of scerenity will wash over you as you think back to that wonderful time. That wonderful time when I would forever distinguish myself among your peers. It was that time I presented to you the sweet tender sound, of a singing little yellow sponge, and his sidekick starfish. Oh yes, I have got it, and here it is, for your listening pleasure..."

Thanks dude. You are indeed a special friend. For, who else could be my stand in man, providing the silent threat to my Artifial Sweetener Daddy? Muchisimas gracias.