Keresés

Go big or go home:)

My poor childhood drove me to follow my dreams'

When all these worlds collide and the jumbo cataclysm happens, watch out, because it's going to be quite an afternoon.

sleeping beauty

I'm so stupid!

everybody's looking for something,

everybody's stupid stupid

Stupider than stupid!

something strange in the squirt gun

I asked my 12-year-old son: "Has anybody from your class fallen in love with you?"
He said: "Yes, there was one but I eliminated her."

(That was a real conversation between us and happened today, in English :))

Sometimes the president feels rodents crawling all over his body but when lights are turned on he sees nothing.

throat

Oh, Shut Up and Eat a Cookie

The world has changed.

 

Or is it me that's new?

It's exactly what you'd have expected, if not what you'd have hoped for. Which isn't to say it's wrong. Gary may have wisely guessed that girls who once threatened suicide if Take That split, are wives and mothers and prefer James Blunt to Robbie now. Maybe they just want something to iron to.

A mustache? Was it true? Like Mrs. Drexel? I hurried to the back room to see. Mrs. Tsilouras was reapplying lipstick, but as soon as she left I put my face up to the mirror. Not a full-fledged mustache, only a few darkish hairs above my upper lip. This wasn't as surprising as it may seem. In fact, I'd been expecting it.

 

Like the Sun Belt or the Bible Belt, there exists, on this multifarious earth of ours, a Hair Belt. It begins in southern Spain, congruent with Moorish influence. It extends over the dark-eyed regions of Italy, almost all of Greece, and absolutely all of Turkey. It dips south to include Morocco, Tunisia, Algeria, and Egypt. Continuing on (and darkening in color as maps do to indicate ocean depth) it blankets Syria, Iran, and Afganistan, before lightening gradually in India. After that, except for a single dot representing the Ainu in Japan, the Hair Belt ends.

Do that which makes you happy to do

and you'll always do right!

afterburner

Don't get alarmed, dear, when I start to crawl and creep. Try not to listen when I mumble like a loon.

monstrous winged truths lying coiled and glimmering in wombs of shadow, ready to erupt at any moment

We gamble to be born again, you know I never wanted to.

Dreams come true. Without that possibility, nature would not incite us to have them.

 

John Updike

Anatidaephobia: The fear that somewhere, somehow, a duck is watching you.

deathly hallows

Gain all you can, save all you can and give all you can.

Jesus saves. All others only accumulate wealth.

It will happen in an instant, in a split second at the sound of the last trumpet. Trapptrarappp.

Death, where is your sting? Ouch!

you wear guilt like shackles on your feet, like a halo in reverse

I can feel the discomfort in your seat and in your head it's worse

there's a pain, a famine in your heart, an aching to be free

HAVE ANTS IN YOUR PANTS