Have you ever noticed how people talk about how much they dislike something and then engage in that activity anyhow. It is kind of strange, I am not talking about work, but some other thing that they do that they claim not to like. Why do they do it?
Happiness is the look your son gives you when he hugs you goodnight and the cooing of your infant daughter.
There is no greater tonic for a mood change than laughter.
A skeleton walks into a bar and tells the bartender to give him a pitcher of beer and a mop. Think about it.
It is 12:30 AM and I have to be awake at 5:30 AM, why am I not sleeping.
If you could be The Hulk or Superman who would you be. If you could be Bugs Bunny or Homer Simpson who would you be. If you had to choose between between being Mottel the Tailor and Lazar Wolf the Butcher who would you be.
Who has time to answer all of these questions and who is it that develops all of these internet surveys. I have taken tests to tell me what movie I am, what color, what leader, what brand of toothpaste and what my IQ is. I think that following all of these surveys it has definitely shrunk.
Iraq, Iran, but no country named I Want. Why not?
Does anyone still think that the Fonz is the coolest guy around?
Ok, I am actually going to try and sleep now. At 35 it is much harder to pull the all nighter than when I was 20. It is strange to look back 15 years and think that I was in college and that in 15 years I’ll be 50 and middle aged. But since I plan on living to be 130 I have a long way to go.
That will be one hell of a botox bill.