everyone you will ever meet knows something you don’t
“everyone you will ever meet knows something you don’t.” .bill nye
“everyone you will ever meet knows something you don’t.” .bill nye
in my relatively short number of years, i have come to learn the things which are often the most worthwhile come with the “butt falling off” feeling. what is the “butt falling off” feeling? it is the rock which formed in my belly before i leapt out of a plane on a gorgeous day in july with my parents.
“if you haven’t found it yet, keep looking.” .steve jobs
Stay gold. two words. Eight letters. Representing the underlying philosophy of my entire existence.
“well, now that we have seen each other,” said the unicorn, “if you’ll believe in me, i’ll believe in you.” .lewis carroll ‘through the looking glass’
We sat on the couch eating sushi as Pope Francis delivered mass to nearly 20,000 humans at Madison Square Garden Friday night. My mister and I sat, shoveling shumai in our faces and cried at the beauty of it all.
her fingers got fat near the end
in another lifetime she perched me on the kitchen table
slid her thumb and forefinger through the scissors
and snipped my bangs brutally short
He was straight laced and corny, with a penchant for expensive shoes and designer gifts. He had abominable taste in music and wore copious amounts of khaki. He golfed. I told him dirty jokes while slamming whiskey and dragged him to rock shows in filthy dive bars. I wore skintight denim and had his birthday tattooed on my wrist.
the smashing pumpkins and marilyn manson ‘the end times’ tour show at pnc was incredible. the people in attendance…. beyond rude. everywhere i turned i witnessed blatant disregard for the bands as well as fellow concertgoers. i came home and feverishly compiled the following set of rock and roll etiquette guidelines.
“rise up, take courage, and do it.” .ezra 10:4