Picnics are the best. Even when it’s a solo venture to eat someplace divine and serene, away from furniture and awash with sunshine.
On the other hand, the sandwich would be even more savory if it were enjoyed in the company of a girl foolish enough to share a moment with such a mental boy.
Bouquet of sharpened pencils, for a teacher or a lover, stuffed in foam on cardboard paper or right in your face, the heat and vapor of this bourbon resting in a snifter burns my face like gasoline and stings like neatly arranged lead.
BFF as opposed to GFE, better to stay calm and let the world turn for the best.
Some woman drove her car through Salmon Street Springs, plowed through the concrete sea wall and plunged into the Willamette river. They decided she did it on purpose.
When people are kicking a hackey-sack around and hula hooping, it’s hard to take their cause seriously. Occupy that.
I’m thankful that when I’m entertaining guests that I’m the one usually acting the most foolish and accidentally knocking things over.
Being rakish is something that should come without effort.
There is something terribly disturbing when a child gets needlessly snapped at.
Bands who do a cover song should deviate from the original in such a way that it takes the listener a moment to actually realize it’s a song they already know.
Sometimes I close my eyes when passing a woman on the street and enjoy their fragrance without any other distractions.
Gender arguments aside, chivalry is losing its art and air of importance and it’s unfortunate. Doors should be opened and ladies should be tended to and protected, monkeys.
The presents of a woman should be her presence to begin with.