"Be brave enough to live life creatively. The creative is the place where no one else has ever been. You have to leave the city of your comfort and go into the wilderness of your intuition. You can't get there by bus, only by hard work and risk and by not quite knowing what you're doing. What you'll discover will be wonderful. What you'll discover will be yourself." ~ Alan Alda
"I like long walks, especially when they are taken by people who annoy me." ~ Fred Allen
"Never place a period where God has placed a comma." ~ Gracie Allen
"Most people don't know there are angels whose only job is to make sure you don't get too comfortable and fall asleep and miss your life." ~ Brian Andreas
"Sister, there were people who went to sleep last night, poor and rich and white and black, but they will never wake again. And those dead folks would give anything at all for just five minutes of this weather or ten minutes of plowing. So you watch yourself about complaining. What you're supposed to do when you don't like a thing is change it. If you can't change it, change the way you think about it." ~ Maya Angelou
"You have to accentuate the positive, eliminate the negative, and latch on to the affirmative. Don't mess with "Mr. In-between"." ~ Louis Armstrong
"In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt." ~ Margaret Atwood
"Each of us has a spark of life inside us, and our highest endeavor ought to be to set off that spark in one another." ~ Kenny Ausubel
Before we begin I'd just like to say, if this doesn't work out, we'll all meet at Burger King, stick French fries in our ears, and take pictures.
And now, in honor of Fuzzy's birthday (which was yesterday, by the way)...
HOW YOUR HAMBURGER REVEALS YOUR PERSONALITY
Rare -- Lovers of rare burgers are rarely idle. They're people on the run. They enjoy days filled with action and are bubbly, buoyant and impulsive. Their friends love spending time with them because they know life is never dull when they're around.
Medium -- These folks have found the "happy medium." They are well-balanced and keep emotions in check. They're good at helping friends settle arguments because they see both sides of an issue. Pals also turn to them when they're down, because they always find a silver lining in a cloud.
Well-Done -- This crowd does a lot of things well. They are thorough at all tasks and totally dependable. They stand up for what they believe in and are unafraid to argue a point to get others to do things their way.
Plain -- Those who like a burger with no fixin's don't like to juggle more than one task at a time. They do things in a simple, straightforward way. Their friends know to listen when they speak because they give good, solid advice.
The Works -- These folks are adventurous, flamboyant and love intellectual stimulation. They always have a lot of admiring friends and they're not afraid to try new things. They are sexy and sophisticated and aim for perfection.
I like mine plain and almost raw... so I don't know what I am.
I had a weird lunch break today. I'm thinking it's the full moon. I met a man in the left turn lane, coming back to work. I was fighting with a package of Listerine Breath Spray that didn't want to be opened, and he jumped out of his truck and knocked on my passenger side window. I thought, "Oh crap... I cut somebody off again and he's going to yell at me." I rolled the window down anyway, and he said that his name was Jeff and wanted to know what my bumper sticker meant. Before he finally got his head out of my window and drove off, he gave me his phone number. That's a new one... but I think I'll pass!
1. My Favorite Cheeses And Why They Are My Favorite Cheeses: Taking A Funny Concept (Cheese), And Rendering It Unfunny Through The Use Of Layer Upon Layer Of Excruciating Detail, Which, Though Meant To Be The True Comic "Meat" Of The Article, Is, In The Final Analysis, Less Funny Than The Purported Subject Of The Article (Cheese)
2. Gorgonzola: An Appreciation
3. Writers On Cheese: From Dante's Torrid Love Affair With Mozzarella To Faulkner's Obsessive Compulsion With Colby, An Examination of Literature's Greats and Their Love Affair With Fromage
4. Writers On Writers Who Write About Cheese: Musings From The Author, And, As Near As She Can Tell, One Other Guy From France Who Says He Writes About Writers Who Write About Cheese Though He Hasn't Actually Been Published Yet, Or At Least That's What The Author Thinks She's Saying, Though She (The Author) Admits There May Be Some Confusion On The Matter, What With The Language Barrier And All
5. With Cheddar As My Co-Pilot: Pushing The Bounds Of Irony So Far On The Subject Of Cheese That I Find Myself Coming Full Circle Back To A (Shockingly) Sincere Article On Wisconsin Sharp
6. How I Spent The Morning Not Actually Working, But Instead, Munching On Brie While Thinking Of Mock Cheese-Related Article Titles
7. How I Really Did Spend The Whole Morning Doing The Task Mentioned In Item #6 Above, Except It Was Jalapeno Jack, Not Brie.
8. How, In The Interest Of Honesty, I Must Admit That Item #7, Intended As A Clarification Of Item #6, Is Itself A Misrepresentation Of The Facts Of My Morning, And How, In Fact, The Cheese Munched On In Question Was American Cheese, In Individually-Wrapped Slices, Folded Over Not Once, Twice, Or Even Three Times, But Four Times, Then Compressed Slightly In An Effort To Simulate "Cubed" Cheese, And Also Arrayed On A Paper Plate And Stuck Through With Toothpicks, In A Manner I'm Familiar With From Cocktail Parties And Similar Functions
9. A Brief Interview With A Piece Of Provolone As A Pretext For Musing About Myself And My Many Charming Idiosyncrasies And Insecurities
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses? You been out ridin' fences for so long now Oh, you're a hard one I know that you got your reasons These things that are pleasin' you Can hurt you somehow
Don't you draw the queen of diamonds, boy She'll beat you if shes able You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet
Now it seems to me, some fine things Have been laid upon your table But you only want the ones that you can't get
Desperado, oh, you ain't gettin no youger Your pain and your hunger, they're drivin you home And freedom, oh freedom well, that's just some people talkin' Your prison is walking through this world all alone
Don't your feet get cold in the winter time? The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine Its hard to tell the night time from the day You're loosin' all your highs and lows Ain't it funny how the feeling goes away?
Desperado, why don't you come to your senses? Come down from your fences, open the gate It may be rainin, but theres a rainbow above you You better let somebody love you, before its too late ~Eagles
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