Time for reflection. It's something everyone goes through I suppose. Looking back on the previous year. Taking stock of all that has passed. 2004 was a leap year. 366 days. If you were regular (and I hope you were) you took at least 366 poops this last year. Did you make the most of them? Perhaps you used the time for personal meditation. Perhaps you did some light reading. Maybe you decided to multitask, and brushed your teeth, or clipped your nails. Most likely you didn't sing. Singing is fine for the shower, but somehow is lacking when done on that porcelan throne. No poop is ever the same really. They're unique in nature. That's a result of our diverse diets I think. Some times you have to push, Some times you can hardly contain yourself as you run to make your deposit. Yet, as unique as they are, they all have one thing in commom: They are all your poops. Happy New year everyone.