SisterItaly and Ollie the Rat SisterItaly and Echo/Sound Test Service SisterItaly and Puzzler SisterItaly and Puzzle SisterItaly and allmixedup SisterItaly and carbonCore SisterItaly and ArtyChoke SisterItaly and...umm...*thinks of something clever and witty* HER FACE!
Ideasdon't stay in heads very long because they don't likesolitary confinement.
I am the workingman, the inventor, the maker of the world's food and clothes. I am the audience that witnesses history. - Carl Sandburg, I am the People, the Mob
I am nothing but a mouthful of 'sorry's, half-hearted apologies that roll of my tongue, smoothquick, like 'r's or maybe like pocket candy that's just a bit too sweet.
And the angel said unto him, “stop hitting yourself, stop hitting yourself.” But lo, he could not stop, for the angel was hitting him with his own hands.
I am nothing but a mouthful of 'sorry's, half-hearted apologies that roll of my tongue, smoothquick, like 'r's or maybe like pocket candy that's just a bit too sweet.
These were autumn mornings, the time of year when kings of old went forth to conquest; and I, never stirring from my little corner in Calcutta, would let my mind wander over the whole world. — Rabindranath Tagore, The Cabuliwallah
