Working on the next edition of my newsletter this morning. ONE PERSON found the link to subscribe. If only I were a little more “social” …
Still watching Harry Potter movies and denying the world exists. I’m up to the one with Dr. Who and that dreamy vampire kid.
Every bag of candy corn, no matter the size, is a single serving.
Is there a name for the phenomenon where all the coffee shop patrons are sitting alone, facing the same direction, like we’re on a train?
I fell in love with a girl singing Janis Joplin’s version of Me and Bobby McGee at a coffee house open mic night many, many years ago. Every time I hear the song now, I smile a big goofy grin.
I didn’t date her or even talk to her. Falling in love with women who sing rock songs is just a thing I do.
It’s nice to spontaneously smile every now and then.
At some point I created a playlist called With Feeling. I should have called it Don’t Listen To This If You Expect To Get Any Work Done.
I keep leaving words out of sentences when I type this afternoon. It must be time to hang it all up for the week.
(I had to read this post three times to make sure didn’t forget something.)
We are hardwired to connect with others, it’s what gives purpose and meaning to our lives, and without there is suffering.
– Brené Brown
Should Biscayne National Park Limit Fishing To Save Coral Reefs? http://atnp.us/2i
I’m declaring four-day weekends from now until eternity. You may all go home now. Just make sure you report back to work at least ten minutes early on Tuesday.