the beginng?

Along a path which seemed to stretch for ever and ever, I trudged and trudged. Thinking to myself, I shall not quit, I shall not quit, I shall not quit. Finally! Sweet relief commenced; I had finally reached the summit of the hill. Sadly, by this time it did not feel like I had traversed up a hill but instead, like a gigantic, unending mountain. It was about this time that my wife yelled at me from the sliding door of our cookie-cutter McMansion "honey, why are you standing on top of the mulch heap?" --Did I mention, I really need to loose some weight, and how?

Later, after dinner was finished and the evening ritual began of recline in to the easy chair for an evening of "Dr. Who" reruns, the doorbell rang. (I wonder who that could be). Straining to pull away from the intriguing episode, I made it to the door, opened it and Lo away in front of me was the TARDIS!...