i believe…
… that Dan Brown deserves to be the victim of a vast conspiracy.
… that blowing bubbles never gets old.
… that people who bring every conversation around to politics are the social equivalent of being beaten with a rolled up newspaper.
… that — while you DO catch more flies with honey — catching flies really sucks.
… that true love is harder and crazier than most things in life, except step aerobics and breaking open coconuts.
… that I prefer tap dancing to tap water.
… that brevity isn’t always the soul of wit. Sometimes the soul of wit is six cups of coffee and four Cadbury Creme Eggs. Oh, did you say “wit”? I thought you said “mania”. Am I shaking right now?
… that most of the things I wanted when I was 20 wouldn’t do a thing for me at 35.
… that smoked salmon and maple syrup have never made me think of Canada.
… that I’d probably even stop watching hockey if Oprah played.
… that knowing everything about someone isn’t the same as liking everything about them.
… that you don’t need to like everything about someone to love them.
April 22nd, 2009 at 10:35 am
as always, very insightful and thought provoking.
However,I must admit I keep reading the bit about brevity over and over again because it cracks me up! I know… I’m weird. ;^)
April 22nd, 2009 at 6:32 pm
So, like, sniff, sniff, what is about me you don’t like, huh?
April 22nd, 2009 at 8:59 pm
Breaking open coconuts: use a sharp screwdriver or icepick to drive holes in two of the little eyes. Pour out the water and drink it.
Bake the coconut at 350 for 20 minutes. When it comes out and cools a bit, you can give it a good whack with a hammer and it will split right open and the meat will pop right off the husk.
This handy hint brought to you by the Cal Poly San Luis Obispo Tissue Culture lab - school motto “Learn By Doing.”
You’re welcome.
April 22nd, 2009 at 10:36 pm
I think that the expression is about ‘attracting’ flies, which is even ickier than catching them………. (Unless you are catching them to keep them for some unknown and unimagineable reason, then that’s icky.) Good thing that there are other, more pleasant reasons for honey to exist than to attract flies. Your Grandfather always used to say that honey was just refined sap, which is why I call your Dad ‘Honey’,- but that’s an old joke, right?
April 23rd, 2009 at 1:13 pm
mmmm… Cadbury Creme Eggs
April 23rd, 2009 at 6:20 pm
The last two really hit home. So right.
April 24th, 2009 at 10:07 am
Brilliant, as usual.
“…that most of the things I wanted when I was 20 wouldn’t do a thing for me at 35.”
Amen to that!