Monday, January 31, 2005

Love may be blind but lust has a pretty sharp eye

My very own aphorism!

What does a sexy linguist wear on vacation?
A diphthong.

What's invisible and plays hockey?
A ghoulie.

Why was the cannibal expelled from school?
He was buttering up his teacher.

My favourite recent headline: Lawyers challenge Harper's same-sex position —CBC online

Today's thought: Nothing can bring you peace but yourself. —Ralph Waldo Emerson

Words words words

From Jann Arden's "Good Mother"

I’ve got money in my pocket
I like the color of my hair
I’ve got a friend who loves me
Got a house, I’ve got a car
I’ve got a good mother
and her voice is what keeps me here

Feet on ground
Heart in hand
Facing forward
Be yourself
I’ve never wanted anything so bad...so bad

Cardboard masks of all the people
I’ve been
thrown out with all the rusted, tangled
dented god-damned miseries
You could say I’m hard to hold
But if you knew me you’d know
I’ve got a good father
And his strength is what makes me cry

Feet on ground
Heart in hand
Facing forward
Be yourself
I’ve never wanted anything so bad...

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I hope you are well.

L

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