“Still we're often told, seek and ye shall find…”

I need to run something by someone before I do something. And you’re my someone.

“…Someone to watch over me…”

“I could have spread my wings…”

Tastes like chicken.

“…A thousand things / I’ve never done before…”

Day 40
Michael Jackson dies.
Farrah Fawcett dies.
Mouse dies.

3’s company.

Current standings
1) Fish
2) Cat
3) Human

A wise woman once said, friendships have a lifespan.

I’ll take my free pen now.

“The rush of being home in rapid fading…”

The caveman, first discovering the adjective, realized that instead of saying “Sky bluething.” or “Man tallthing.”, they could say “Sky blue.” and “Man tall.”.

“…Waiting for the light to come back, / But hid in talk I knew…”

Imagine their wonder when they discovered verbs.

“…A wise man's tools are analogies and puzzles…”

“I saw the sign…”

I may have inadvertently hastened the resolution of the Iranian Electoral Crisis.

Signed,
Sign

“Startin’ with some laughs / Usually endin’ in a fight…”

Ludi.

“…Teachers ask questions / She makin’ up excuses…”

Ludi.

“…Livin’ for today and not tomorrow’s satisfaction…”

Ludicrous.

Out of gas.

11 quarters and no more.

Sorry, I’m on a bus.
“I just almost got run over by a bus.”
I hope it’s not the same bus. That would be awfully ironic.
“Mine was in Chicago.”
Inconveniently, the Green Line doesn’t go to Chicago. At least, not that I know of.

1) New Zealand... interesting...
2) Lying contest! omgwant
3) ...in Montana? boo bait-and-switch what happened to NZ?
4) ...at a folk festival in Montana? ughwhy
5) ew I'm actually visiting that link. It has music. I can't find the mute button makeitstop
6) Wait a second... there's no lying festival here...
7) ...nor or the AP website...
8) Wow. That's brilliant. Win.

Good prose is poetry.
Free verse is prose.

Can God create a rock so big he can’t cover it with paper?

“Based on my recollection of my Bible study (and my own personal inclinations), I probably would have agreed with you as a Christian.”
I'll have to tell my rabbi I got a convert.

“See how they smile / Like pigs in a sty…”

It’s the little things in life which make one :)

“…I am the (:3= / Goo goo g’joob…”

Day 23
Cat is acrophobic.
Mouse self-mutilates.
Fish has delusions of grandeur.

Insanity is relative.

Current standings
1) Human
2) Fish
3) Cat
4) Mouse

Whenever life closes a door, God opens a window and Satan leaves the AC running.

Waiter, can I please speak to the manager? These dishes are very confusing.
I'm sorry, we only have there's a fly in your soup.

“Family’s not going to like…”
I am a parent/I have a child
*I am a child/*I have a parent
“…But no one’s keeping score…”
I learned at a young age that if I didn’t lie, they’d take away my fun and games.
“…Don’t think I’ll tell you ‘bout the secret to victory…”
Communication must to better understand others, not to understand how to better get others to understand you.
“…Everyone should know more…”
I won’t translate. If they need me, they know how to reach me.
”…C4 in my pocket…”
My elbow awaits you.

“A sound like a tiger thrashing in the water…”

Ambition takes time.

“…It feels like a hundred years…”

I'll get back to you as soon as I don't have work or insomnia or a stomachache.

Richard 3. And yes, and yes.
Okay those yeses could correspond to anything, but okay, lol.
lol Pick your favorite 2.

Elephailure.

I'm disappointed in myself it took so long.

A[] was high-energy fretting about something at work, albeit harmlessly. I was like, it's okay, don't worry about it. She was like, no, I need to do this. I was like, okay, you can worry about it. She actually got it. I was impressed.

Reappraise the situation: past, future, present.

I think the teacher I used to want to be is my isolated soulmate.
No, no. It's not.
It scares me.
Worry not.
Oh, okay. It doesn't scare me.
<smiles>

I need to do laundry, so I won’t.

Sorry- and this is the least good excuse ever- I decided to cut off the legs of a pair of pants.
Are you kidding? That's an awesome excuse.
I just saw myself as like Van Gogh, artist who has to cut off his own ear. only one day got up, saw it was raining, didn't want to get pants wet, and after struggling with wardrobe for forty minutes, cut off the legs of her pants.

“I told R[] the truth.”
What was the occasion, or, it’s Wednesday?
“It’s Wednesday.”

“Who’s M[]?”
James Bond[]’s boss.

Preserving identification and anonymity is a delicate balance between generality and specificity. What does not depend on the individual can be abstracted to a generic first, second, and third persons. Those who heard can listen to the shoutout; the rest will substutite curiosity for vanity.

I’m pro-asking.
It’s like pro-choice.

If you ever need to show up on my doorstep, you don't even need to ask.