oday is Sunday, a day of rest. A time to rest from the week, a time to relax and a time to reflect on life maybe. (Okay, it's actually Thursday as I look on the clock in the lower right hand corner of this computer.  It's just that this blog wants to become Orwellian sometimes with its times, dates and histories...). There is a time for everything under the sun so it has been said. I am not sure if I have any great philosophies on life except to say that "Life is a bitch and then you die", or "Eat, drink and be merry, for to morrow we die." And everything happens for a reason, the only thing constant is change and some stories do not end as you expect. There are a lot of great books out there that ponder the meaning of life and I am sure that each one of those books has a different meaning of life. The bible is a good book for morals, philosophies, parables, psalms and proverbs if one believes in it. It is Sunday, a day of rest.