When it boils down to life…
I know the answer! The answer lies within the heart of all mankind! The answer is twelve? I think I’m in the wrong building.
- Charles Schulz- (1922 - 2000)
(For those that didn’t know, the great Charles Schulz authored and drew the comic strip Peanuts, which, above all things, one of the greatest things ever conceived by the minds of men and women.)
I’m going to repeat the word “great” again. I’m going to say that borrowing a book of 2458 of the best things anybody ever said, is great. Mainly because you get to read things like this;
No sane man will dance
- Cicero - (106 - 43 B.C)
And
To eat is human.
To digest is divine.
- Mark Twain - (1835 - 1910)
To which George Bernard Shaw, as if in agreement, said;
There is no sincerer love than the love of food.
Amen. Amen to all of that.
The best quote for me, however, was this one;
A blank page is God’s way of showing you how hard it is to be God.
-Unknown-
That one, I cannot disagree. In no any other way.
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I realised that I forgot to mention where I got the blog layout from.
I got this one, and another one for Monochrome Smogs, here:
http://btemplates.com/
(Hehe, here you go, Essie.)
Monochrome Smogs is now displayed over Moleskine. I will always find that awesome.
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I’m still having marshmallows for brains. Exercise didn’t work. Trying shock-therapy.
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Stop this Train (By John Mayer)
No, I'm not colorblind
I know the world is black and white
Try to keep an open mind
But I just can't sleep on this tonight
Stop this train
I wanna get off
And go home again
I can't take the speed it's moving in
I know I can't
But honestly, won't someone stop this train?
Don't know how else to say it
Don't want to see my parents go
One generation's length away
From fighting life out on my own
Stop this train
I wanna get off
And go home again
I can't take the speed it's moving in
I know I can't
But honestly, won't someone stop this train?
So scared of getting older
I'm only good at being young
So I play the numbers game
To find a way to say that life has just begun
Had a talk with my old man
Said "help me understand"
He said "turn sixty-eight
You renegotiate"
"Don't stop this train
Don't for a minute change the place you're in
And don't think I couldn't ever understand
I tried my hand
John, honestly we'll never stop this train"
Once in awhile, when it's good
It'll feel like it should
And they're all still around
And you're still safe and sound
And you don't miss a thing
Till you cry when you're driving away in the dark
Singing
Stop this train
I wanna get off
And go home again
I can't take the speed it's moving in
I know I can
Cause now I see I'll never stop this train
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Posted by Hafutota no JE at 10:41 pm 2 comments
Sunday, January 18, 2009
A Notebook from long ago.
Everything now felt like marshmallow left too long over the fire; all gooey, sticky and falling apart, plus a little singed at the side.
Note 114 from the Dodgy Doctor Handbook (Harper Collins, 1988)
Excessiveness, or the expunging of any useful thought, logic and coherence, may lead the brain to turn into a 1400gm marshmallow. It will be all soft and squishy, and if you let it burn out over a fire it becomes taffy. Yum.
-Dr. Mack T. Shortenheim.-
Also, it makes you very lame. And you can’t decide if you’re being deliberately so or otherwise.
It also robs you of your writing capabilities. I feel mentally challenged (retarded).
Woot for 2009!
I’ve been trying to mess with the Blogger layout settings over the New Year holidays and somehow - despite it being idiot-proof now - managed to accidentally overwrite the blog’s layout and gadget placements, which pretty much turned the blog into a blank page of errors while deleting my links in the process. So I started template hunting, and settled for this one, which has a coffee-ring at the top corner like the one over at Nanowrimo.
And I’m not one that remembers whom I linked to in previous blogs, and what you see now is all that I’ve managed to salvage from my decrepit memory. I’m sure I’ve missed half. And if it’s your blog, would you kindly drop in a reminder?
I’ve not really settled over a proper title yet, so I named it The Pragadissio Notebook, an old notebook I lost which title meant nothing (I’ve searched, online and off, and really, it means nothing) for the time being.
This is as far I’m updating for tonight; I’ll only put up something proper once I sort out this marshmallow-of-a-brain problem. I hear some sort of exercise works wonders for it. According to Dr. Mack, anyway.
Gnites peops.
Posted by Hafutota no JE at 11:04 pm 1 comments