The house on the corner has a sprinkler on the side of their house that is facing the wrong direction.
My natural instinct is to reach down and give it a little twist so that it can water the grass and not the sidewalk.
But then I remember all the times I’ve given my own sprinklers “a little twist” and the nozzle goes flying across the lawn and I run into the garage to turn off the system.
So, I just keep walking since I don’t want to have to bang on their door at 6 in the morning because I was trying to be helpful. And, I don’t want to take my walk in a wet t-shirt.
Here’s my advice:
Either rinse your breakfast plate so that the egg yolk does not harden on it OR make sure your mother doesn’t do the dishes.
Same thing with milk – do not let that little residue of milk harden in the bottom of the glass. A tiny swoosh with some water before you let it sit in the sink overnight is all you need to do to avoid annoying your mother.
And…….. ladies: if you notice some lipstick on a cup or a glass, wipe if off because the dishwasher will not blast it away. It’s infallible, remember? That’s why you bought it. Under no circumstance should a glass or cup be taken out of the dishwasher and put into the cupboard if there are visible lip marks. Yes, it’s been “cleaned” but it’s gross and your mother doesn’t want to see it.
I’m in the 99%.
But, I’m not in the 47% of the “ne’er do wells” so I must be in the 52% of the 99%.
I’m chosing hope over hate, so I will be voting with the “ne’er do wells” and I believe at least 50% of my fellow 52 percenters will do the same.
That means that 26% of the “real Americans” will join forces with the 47% of the “ne’er do wells” which means that 73% of Americans will stand together.
I’m in good company.
If you take out the words: benny, and, the, jets – there’s only about two dozen words that I understand in “Benny and the Jets.”
I guess that’s why people find it so much fun to “sing” it at the top of our lungs in bars.
It loses a lot when you’re reading it instead of hearing it sung so you should download it:
“When I grow too old to dream, I’ll have you to remember
When I grow too old to dream, your love will live in my heart”
Beautiful song; beautiful thought.
Romberg/Hammerstein (as sung by Nat King Cole on my iPod)
I was listening to “Purple Haze” on my iPod and, during the riff in the middle, I could hear voices.
I turned around because I thought someone was walking and talking behind me! I played it again and, sure enough – the voices are really there, I just never heard them before.
I imagine that in the 1960s/70s – with a little bit of recreational drugs -listeners heard the voices without the assistance of earbuds.
You can’t have hope without faith. Faith in yourself, your God or higher spirit, your family, friends, community,country, employer – whatever.
There are people with faith but no hope; there are no people with hope but no faith.
There is so much that can be solved/resolved if you simply do the math.