How can something like yellowcake wind up in the hands of a stranger?
What about making a new song altogether? The chorus needs a new hook. Then again, everything needs something.
Running around the block is more involved than it used to be. Twenty minutes just to upload my iPod.
I’d like the rain to fall upward instead of downward. Too surprising downward. I can’t see it coming.
Feeling sorry for the horses is a bad start. It will only lead to setting them free. You’ll regret it when they come back and trample you.
However much you paid for those shoes, it was too much.
If you play that game long enough, your fingers will hurt. Not to mention the damage to the fictional city inside the game. God bless those villagers. They never saw it coming.
I don’t care which news station you watch, as long as you’re watching one.
If she really cared about me, she’d say so.
Running away isn’t nearly as much fun as it was when I lived with my parents.
Sometimes silence is the best answer. Unless you’re trying to stop a murder.
Pick that up. It’s been laying there on the floor for a frickin’ week. If you’re not going to start putting it back when you’re through with it, I’m not going to let you have it anymore.
I really admire them. They seem like such a good couple. They’re always so friendly and funny. We should hang out with them more. I think he beats her, though.
That cloud looks like a funnel cake. I want to eat it.
There are those that succeed and those that fail. The rest of us are somewhere in the middle.
If you stare at that picture long enough, it will come over and talk to us.
How can I possibly do what she asked? I don’t even understand what she’s talking about. Is she speaking Chinese or something? Where is she from? More importantly, where is she going?
I think that dog has a problem. Look how he’s driving that car.
© August 9, 2006
