Devoted old-school LJer canonized by god_dot_com as Saint Rhiannonstone: Our Lady of Splashing About Naked in the Water Like Otters.
You don't have to ask to friend me--what little public content is just that, public--but I do appreciate a comment or private message telling me who you are if it's not blindingly obvious, and especially if we've never met or had a conversation.
But what's the point in breathing if someone already tells you the difference between an apple and a bicycle? If I ride an apple and bite a bicycle, then I'll know the difference. --Arizona Dream
A master in the art of living draws no sharp distinction between his work and his play; his labor and his leisure; his mind and his body; his education and his recreation. He hardly knows which is which. He simply pursues his vision of excellence through whatever he is doing, and leaves others to determine whether he […] is working or playing. To himself, he always appears to be doing both. -James A. Michener
Sometimes when I get up in the morning, I feel very peculiar. I feel like I've just got to bite a cat! I feel like if I don't bite a cat before sundown, I'll go crazy! But then I just take a deep breath and forget about it. That's what is known as real maturity. --Snoopy
Two plus two equals four. I put sugar in my coffee and it tastes sweet. The sun comes up because the world turns. These things are beautiful to me. There are mysteries I will never understand, but everywhere I look I see proof that for every effect there is a corresponding cause. Even if I can't see it. I find that reassuring. --Temperance "Bones" Brennan, "The Devil in the Details"
DISCLAIMER: When it becomes difficult to breathe that usually means you should stop. Celery does not cancel out ice cream. Bring along only what you need and maybe a little something extra for the gods. If this is not what you expected, please alter your expectations. No such thing as small change. No such thing as too much lubricant. --Mark Morford, The Morning Fix, 8/10/01