Thursday, August 27, 2009

Adios Augusto!

Bobby and I started the last day of August with a hike. Them smiles come from the deep....

I'm sitting on a few things here I might need to get out. Better safe than sorry.

First of all, since my last report I have received (and did not forward) 30 junk eMails from so called friends. Again, the rest of you are welcome. I've reset the counter.

I've started a poetry class at Phoenix College. So, expect some silly poems coming to this blog soon.

Everything changed as soon as I learned her business was pleasure.

Concern without action, what's the point?

I've decided to lie about everything.

He just finished his 54th year of wanting just about everything to be different.

As long as more is better, there's never enough.

There's a reason they're called followers.

She was so fine, the second thought I had was "please tell me you're not already spoken for".

I'm not interested in a deal.

I know I'm getting it right, when you're perfect.

Jeanne, mostly what I like, is what you did to me.

If it's not leading to love, never mind.

There's no doubt, it's my turn.

Don't you get it? This is as special as it gets.

It's all a daydream, all of it that's not cherished anyway.

Selfish often masquerades as unhappy. It's a pity to be so petty.

I've broken all the little rules, time for something else.

And now, from some real people:

I just may be the lunatic you're looking for. Billy Joel (Almost a quote).

I'd trade all of my tomorrows for one single yesterday. Janice Joplin.

I'd sooner face the penalties of killing a man than a hawk. Robinson Jeffers. Wow!

We must do what we conceive to be right and not bother our heads or burden our souls with whether we'll be successful. Because if we don't do the right thing, we'll do the wrong thing and we'll be part of the disease and not part of the cure. E.F. Schumacher

Better keep yourself clean and bright; you are the window through which you must see the world. George Bernard Shaw.

That's all I got for this time. my best, your bobJuan.

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