Oh my God, look around this place. Your fingers reach around the bone. You set the break and set the tone. Flights of grace, and future falls. There is no cure for our disease. Turn a phrase, and rise again. Or fake your death and only tell your closest friend. Oh my God, can I complain? Thieves will always say.

January 12, 2008 by wannabemexican. Kevin brought a dozen donuts and some cinnamon roles. Unfortunately, there was also coffee involved, but fortunately I was not forced to partake! It was very traumatic! I am still trying to recover. John, though, redeemed himself by introducing me to some groovy barbershop music! Can anyone help me? .

So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Sunday, July 01, 2007.

Breathing is all it takes to be a miracle. - from the movie Garden State. Chattanooga, Tennessee, United States. A disaster or not? All Things Español. Tuesday, June 05, 2007. Monday, June 04, 2007. I delight in the off-beat humor of my Spanish professor. Every day he gives us these little nuggets of his personal philosophy on life.

Problems are a sign of life. So the more problems you have, the more alive you are. Monday, July 14, 2003. When the motorist in front of me sat idly at a traffic light watching all shades of green, I tapped my horn lightly. not at all impatiently, mind yo.