I like Pepsi and I like Coke.
When I was a younger man, so much younger than today I never need anyones help in any way. But I still needed ice cream.
A good pizza, a good beer and a clear summer night- this is the recipe for a good time.
I miss being able to eat with reckless abandon. I miss being able to survive for months at a time on 3 hours sleep. I don't miss being a poor college student.
People I would have liked to have met:
King David, Samson, Martin Luther King, Abraham Lincoln, Shoeless Joe Jackson, David Ben-Gurion, Casey Stengel, Harriet Tubman, Teddy Roosevelt, Ghandi, Winston Churchill, Julius Caesar, Leonardo Davinci, Galileo, Shakespeare, Mark Twain, Edgar Allen Poe, JRR Tolkien, and Benjamin Franklin. There are others.
If I had a hammer there might be a hole in the wall I am staring at.
Three Blind Mice, see how they run. What are the odds of finding three blind mice? What are the odds of finding all three together?
If I could relive a year of my life it would be 1988, or maybe 1985.
If I could go back in time I'd be rich.
If I could still dunk a basketball I still wouldn't be in the NBA.
If I had to pick one movie to watch I might have to poke out my eyes. I don't know if I can do that.
I once hit a guy in the head with the bible. It was in a hotel courtesy of The Gideons. I don't know who the hell they are but they do get around.
I know where I want to be. I know what I want to do and who I want to do it with. Just not sure how to get there. But I haven't any doubt that one day I will.
I have more than a thousand followers on Twitter. Apparently 47.3% are social media experts. Who knew that there were so many.
Remember that old limerick about the man from Nantucket? Who was he?
I wonder about the origins of many things. Who invented fire hydrants? Why are Fire trucks red in some places and yellow in others. How did people figure out how to make dough, let alone figure out that it was good to eat.
I plan on writing a book and a screenplay. Don't care if I become famous from them. Would be nice to be rich if for no other reason than it would provide freedom to do some more things.
Sometimes people confuse me. They do things and I haven't the foggiest idea why. Maybe I am some sort of social misfit.
I do things a bit differently than most and I don't care.
It would be cool to be able to sing. It would be even cooler to be able to play an instrument. Would be cool to sing and play. Wouldn't be cool to do it during the middle of winter in a cold climate. I hate snow.
4 comments:
I adore the randomness of this post. And how it is laced with bits of reality and optimism.
I love it! I think we're a lot alike. I can relate to you in so many ways.
P.S. It's hammer time!
Your pics of people to meet are really interesting. It is safe to say that you picked more socially relevant people than I would.
ADR,
I specialize in random crap. Trying to do what I can to include a healthy dose of optimisim.
HK,
For your sake I hope that you are not like me. I am crazy. ;) Hammer time sounds good. In fact every day is hammer time around here.
OT,
I have a huge list of people to meet. Not really sure that any of it is going to happen, unless Rufus from Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure pays me a visit.
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