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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Girl: It sounds like we have some birds trying to build a nest up in our gutter.
Boy: Yeah, I heard them. I think it’s an owl or something.
Girl: (giggling to herself) Uh…
Boy: Didn’t you hear them? They’re hooting.
Girl: Honey… those are mourning doves. Remember when I pointed them out to you last week?
Boy: Those were mourning doves? I thought those were pigeons.
We have a pair that always hangs out in our yard. We’ve named them Saul and Irma. And I did read something somewhere that doves and pigeons are essentially the same bird…but don’t quote me on that ![]()
I heard or read about pigeons and doves being related too. I told “Girl” that when she first told me this story, but I don’t think she would admit that to “Boy”. ![]()
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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