In Home Depot and the renovation expert told me exactly what to do with my kitchen remodel.
I said, "Wow, you must be counterintuitive!"
She frowned slightly before smiling and recommending I see her colleague in lighting for some brighter bulbs.

First, I fixed a vintage chariot, then I had to pull two very large people up a hill to a deli in New Delhi. THEN I ended my day by dragging a wagon so heaped up with turnips that I was sure that in the two-mile journey, the axle would buckle. I tell, you, cartography sucks man.

Men were standing side-by-side, each with a bemused look on their face. Mostly they looked down, but some looked up, while others glanced suspiciously to the side. Water trickled. It was awful! It was then I realized that didn't have a ticket to The Unbearable Lightness of Being.

Good evening, Coso.
I hope you're having a good day.

I suspect that many people who spoke out against Nazi Germany were, unfortunately, labeled as dissidents and racists. It's something to consider as we observe situations around the world. Speaking out against tyranny, oppression, and acts of genocide takes courage. Be courageous.

Closet racists [no wardrobe-shaming intended] might be the worst of racists, because they lack the courage to spew their misinformation or vitriol until just the right opportunity presents. They are "moral" vultures & are especially vile and vociferous when the flood gates open.

I hope everyone out there has a good day.

Sunday is the last day of the weekend and the day before the start of the work week. Talk about an existential crisis!

Baby Lava looked from where it issued and said, "Magma."
Rock children say the darndest things.

A classic

In life, there are people who will do everything in their self-absorbed, negative power, to find something bad or wrong with anything and everything they encounter. They feed off your worth, invention, passion, and initiative. Don't let them trouble you, for without you, they are nothing.

It is not without a small measure of trepidation that I ask that when you next ponder a book purchase, that you please consider one of my creations. Thank you.

"These walls are funny. First you hate 'em, then you get used to 'em. Enough time passes, you get so you depend on them. That's institutionalized."

Red from Shawshank Redemption OR most people who've been in Congress for WAY too long.

I should've used a different pen name, like Bic Ballpoint or Freddy le Flatulent. Those might've got more people to check out my books.

Edge, Writer, passed away sooner than one would expect but survived longer than others hoped. He had a disarming personality (which prompted the NRA to send him hate mail), never fully understood the em dash, and reportedly succumbed to semi-colon* cancer.

*an autopsy wasn't performed to substantiate this; stay tuned — or not.

"You bought food and water?"
- "Yes. You have the camping supplies?"
"Yes. Truck fueled up?"
- "Yes. Have the emergency kit?"
"Yes. We'll leave at precisely 07:00."
- "Affirmative."

I found the prospective camper's language to be robotic, but then I realized they were practically speaking.

Writers and Readers have a symbiotic relationship and need one another to become more than the sum of their parts.
This writer definitely needs YOU, the Reader.

The good guy gets away because the bad guy has to say goodbye.

"Punched, squarely, in the nose," said no geometrician, ever.

They are making a movie of your life!
WHO PLAYS YOU?