Deb guilted me into another one of these 42 word challenges. I am so mad about it I could just write! “I can’t go to the circus with you”, Sally said, “I’m terrified of clowns… I’ve always been” “I was, too”, replied Bob, taking her hand, “But, I’ve gotten over that by thinking of clowns […]Read More Everybody Loves a Clown and I Wish They’d Stop
[Thanks to Deb Whittam for the idea] Women like men with scars. Imagine how turned on they’ll be after you are paralyzed from a rugby injury. Playing a dangerous sport allows you to add the words “TO THE EXTREEEEME” to anything you say and not seem like a hypocrite. Risking your life releases endorphins that […]Read More Why You Should Participate in Dangerous Sports
I’m so worried about getting chronic insomnia that I can hardly sleep at night. My greatest fear is wasting my time; but, I realized that I was worrying needlessly. I’m worried that some day, my life might pass before my eyes; and, when I get to the part of my life where my life passes […]Read More My Worries are Written on the Wind and I Fear Wind
You shouldn’t worry about dying young because, frankly, you AREN’T that young anymore. You are NOT being followed. They know your schedule so well, they are already waiting for you at your destination. You think that your frustrating day at work is a symptom of failing memory due to age; but, nothing could be further […]Read More Let Me Allay Your Fears…
[Everyone has fears because everyone is, in fact, a big ol’ baby and we are all laughing at each other. This is an improvement over killing one another but just barely. Anyway, I felt that I should open up to the world, bare my soul and maybe show you where the horse bit me…] I […]Read More My Deepest Dreads!