If I say it, I know it. If I don't know it, I'll tell you I don't know it or I won't say anything at all. My ego isn't big enough to think I have all the answers. I'm pretty sure that's some of the wisdom I've picked up along the way.
In an ironic statement, God help us if these religious nutjobs get hold of our public education system.
If you have cats, don't offer your cat hair covered seating to me. I don't have cats. For a reason.
If someone's doing a good job, tell them.
People who get angry that they can't help their kids with their math homework are really more angry that either they don't remember how to do the math OR they're not willing to admit that maybe their kids are smarter than they are. They'll figure it out. You don't have to.
I wish I could better tolerate fingernail polish. I have nice nail beds, decent "canvases" for some serious nail art. But I can't take it for more than a day or two. And I'm just too hard on my hands.
What the fuck is up with facial tattoos? Not fake ones you get at a fair. Real deal ones. I can almost roll with the neck thing. But the face? Nope.
I just gave the dog a bath two nights ago. Now she stinks to high heaven. What...is...up...with...that?
I have operated hand staplers all my life and have just learned about the rotating plate thing for different thickness of piles. If that's not some kind of allegory for life, I don't know what is.
I will always fancy the ellipsis...and likely over use it...too bad.
For goodness sakes - just don't be boring.
Meet you at the featherball...
