Friday, August 31, 2012
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Plague
The following question often plagues me, when I watch a ladies' tennis match: Should I root for Serena Williams or the attractive un-American that plays her? I usually root for the un-American.
Conundrum
I despise the following terms: Just thinking out-loud.... Can one, possibly, think out-loud? So, I thought to myself. Doesn't a person always think to oneself?
Saturday, August 25, 2012
Heisenberg
Life can strike a person with very uncertain stuff. I would've never thought I'd have the inability to walk on March 10th. As a runner, I pay very close attention to my physical health, so I never expected to have trouble walking. Have preparation when "life" decides to knock you on your ass.
Shit Happens
At least, my accident has taught me one thing. One should expect anything. I trained for the New York Marathon when I had my accident. So, I could run pretty fast when I had the ability to ambulate taken away from me. I have a masters in Architecture, and the highest respect for thought, and I injured my brain. What the hell? Couldn't this mess have happened to somebody who doesn't give a crap about thinking or running?
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Sunday, August 19, 2012
Hypnotist
Brooklyn Decker has hypnotic boobs. Her boobies hypnotize me, constantly. If one stares at her boobs for a prolonged period of time, one undergoes hypnosis.
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Ignore Context
I labeled an icon, on my computer, "franki spreads her legs" of a photo of Franki, literally, spreading her legs, and my Dad told me not to do that. My dad had an aversion to the photo, because of the human context of a woman spreading her legs, as that women treating sex too nonchalantly, and acting like a slut. I just wanted to accurately label the photograph, but, in this case, context hindered me.
Monday, August 13, 2012
Monday, August 6, 2012
Brookylyn Decker
Give Andy Roddick a few Wimbledon titles, and I would take Andy Roddick's life, instantly.
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