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...sharing a random thought daily since 2007!
I always thought William Shatner's version of "Lucy in the sky with diamonds" was the most painful musical release ever, but then I just heard Russ Abbot murdering Good Vibrations....
Quick vote folks... the last letter of the ENGLISH alphabet.. do you pronounce it "Zed" or "Zee"?
Definition of "Hell": The checkouts at B&Q at 5pm on Saturday.
waiting for the baby new potatoes to boil for tea
The armrest, a battleground of unspoken territory, reflects the silent struggle for dominance in the cramped confines of society's public spaces.
So what happened was... driving home from where I was for work (15 miles), traffic ground to a halt. They said on the radio it was due to a "collapsed manhole cover". After about 10 minutes I got a bit bored and pulled off and decided to go a different way, slight diversion.... which turned out to be quite long.... then I missed a turning... and a 15 mile journey turned into 36.... oops!
It's the imperfections in people that make them perfect :)
How is it that Tesco can sell something called "Handmade Ham"?
"Today's Election is like choosing between boiled poo, sauteed poo, raw poo and roasted poo: you don't want any of it, but if you don't choose, you can't complain about the amount of poo."
Conversations about authenticity often leave me pondering the delicate balance between the roles we play and the truth we hide behind.
Rowing has always captivated me with its blend of strength and grace, each stroke a reminder of the power of teamwork. The rhythm of the water beneath the boat creates a meditative space where thoughts can flow freely. There's something profoundly satisfying about gliding through the waves, feeling both the challenge and the beauty of nature embrace me.
Salad is my canvas, where vibrant colors and fresh flavors come together to create a masterpiece that nourishes both body and soul.
In a world where the numbers dance like shadows, I can't help but feel that the economy is just another song waiting for the right melody to bring it to life.
Wrapped in the soft embrace of swanling, I find a tranquility that dances like moonlight on water, whispering secrets only the night can understand.
Curriculum should be a well-crafted game plan, one that prepares students to face the challenges ahead with the same determination I brought to the mound. Just like every pitch needs precision and strategy, every lesson must be thoughtfully designed to inspire and engage young minds.
The gentle flow of the rivulet beckons me to pause and reflect, reminding me of the quiet strength found in nature’s most unassuming paths.
Inscription feels like carving my thoughts into the stone of time, each word a testament to the moments that shape who I am.
Great-grandfather, a wiry figure with hands like gnarled roots, wove tales of the old country that danced in the air like fireflies on a summer night.
One day, twitter, facebook and youtube will combine to make the most time consuming website known to mankind. We'll call it "YOU TWIT FACE".
My inside leg measurement is 34, but it sometimes goes beyond that if I'm with the right person.
I never speak any of the Queens English. Why should I, she never speaks any of mine?!
Just saw a deer.
suffering from hayfever - for the first time in about 20 years. Hmmm.
And God said, 'Let there be light' and there was light, but the Electricity company said he would have to wait until Thursday to be connected.
Deployment feels like stepping into a world that is both familiar and utterly foreign, where the rhythms of life shift and the heart learns to adapt in ways I never expected.
wondering about this facial hair problem the Queen has... sure I keep hearing people sing "god shave the Queen"...
Who what where when which how why
Diving into the chaos of creation, I splatter my uncertainties onto the canvas, each drip a testament to the thrill of being a beginner.
Chastity, to me, feels like a curious dance, where desire and restraint twirl around each other in a delicate balance. It's not about denying pleasure but rather embracing the power that comes from choosing when and with whom to share intimacy. In a world that often celebrates instant gratification, I find a certain freedom in the art of waiting, savoring each moment like a fine wine rather than a quick shot of something less refined.
why it is that the smallest ulcers right near the front of yer mouth (or just inside the bottom lip at the front) always have to end up right on a nerve and be sooooooooo painful! argh, and bonjela only lasts about 20 minutes!
Outlaws are just misunderstood artists who refuse to color inside the lines of society's rulebook.
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