I’d be filthy rich. Okay. Not really. But I would have saved myself a lot of grief, angst and tears. Growing up is hard. I’m still working on it. Needless to say, I would have used sunscreen (duh!), I wouldn’t be self-conscious of my body (it was fabulous), I wouldn’t be impressed with money (even […]
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Nothing says happy valentines day like a battery operated squealing pig head or a dozen pairs of tube socks. Yes, I’m serious.
You know you want it. It is your ultimate satisfaction, your elusive dream come true. It will give you everything you’ve ever wanted. All you have to do is pursue it with passion and desire. It will want you to work your fingers to the bone, sacrifice and take chances. When it rejects you, you […]
Scientists have proven that the human brain starts remembering in the womb. Really? That’s weird, because as hard as I try, my first memory comes when I was about four. I figure that’s okay since I probably didn’t learn anything I could use in a world where I wasn’t floating naked in fluid. When we […]
A few years back, I went to a hypnotist in hopes of helping me with my memory. What was I saying? While he was trying to put me under, he told me to go to my happy place. My what? I sat there struggling to think of what my happy place was. Then I broke […]