Practically imperfect in every way. Start with a lot of silliness. Mix in some insecurities and a handful of awkwardness. Add a pound of naivety, innocence, and child-like wonderings. Blend well. Half-bake and top off with a sprinkle of imagination and dollop of dreams. It’s the recipe for me!
(more...)"Moral of the story: Do not look at the gap. The gap is the mind-killer. Remember how Wile E. Coyote never fell down until he saw the chasm? It’s just like that." --Taylor "Tei" Lindstrom, Rogue Ink
"I personally believe that U.S. Americans are unable to do so because, uh, some people out there in our nation don't have maps. And I believe that our education like, such as South Africa, and, the Iraq, everywhere like such as. And I believe that they should, our education over here in the U.S. should help the U.S., or should help South Africa, and should help the Iraq and the Asian countries, so we will be able to build up our future for our children."
--Caitlin Upton, Miss South Carolina Teen 2007
Jacob: "I need to operate on my frog, but first he needs some amnesia."
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Back in April, my sister asked to borrow my suitcase for her trip to Germany. So I, being the dutiful sister that I am, dropped it off while she was at work and helped myself to a little peek around her house. In one of her bedrooms, I discovered two lovely lime green pillows that would look fabulous in my living room. I asked my husband (who I neglected to mention was with me at the time) if I should take them. He said that she would surely notice, and I said that she surely would not. He shrugged, and left the room. I took that as approval to take the pillows. And I did.
A few weeks ago, my sister was at my house. I remembered the pillows, but wondered if she would recognize them. She did. She tried to steal them back. But the amateur left her car doors unlocked, and I removed them before she noticed. She called me from her cell phone when she was halfway home and realized the pilliows were not in her car.
Yesterday, I received this in the mail, along with a Polaroid of my suitcase.

I hadn’t intended on returning the pillows easily, but her creative approach has swayed me. You’ll get your pillows back, sis.
So we’re living the dream, but we don’t make you laugh? Congrats on 2nd place in the competition. You’re gonna love your prize. Peace!
Very funny. I think you should ask for a removable piece of your suitcase (like a shoulder strap or something) as “proof of life” before you make the exchange. If there are no removable pieces, ask for a picture of the suitcase with today’s newspaper.
Chuck, of course you make me laugh, but you can’t have two links. Sorry. ![]()
Oz, SUPER idea! I’m going to ask for “proof of life” today. LOL
Haha thats hilarious. I only found your blog today and it’s cool. Hahaha hilarious…
I love the story about the pillows. I did something similiar once with a prized pen at work. It was fun hiding it and writing random ransom notes around the office. Much more fun in fact, than the real reason we were all there.
I’m afraid I missed out on these types of moments with the fam’, however, since I am a one and only.:(
It’s the spark of an idea that hits me unexpectedly. It’s the silly wonderings I have after a whirlwind of thoughts. It’s about creativity, inspiration, and imagination. But sometimes, it’s just about eating noodles.
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