The seeker's yearend review
What did you do in 2004 that you'd never done before?
Joined a National Scrabble Championship, went to New Orleans (it was held in New Orleans, so killed both birds at the same time 8) )
Did anyone close to you die?
Sadly yes, my dad and my grandmother (mom’s side)
What date from 2004 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
04/04/04 my dad died, pretty easy to remember. Very ironic, cause it’s the date that I want to forget. 04/14/04 the day I came back to the US. I can’t forget how my daughter’s face lit up when she saw me. That erased a lot of my grief.
What was your biggest achievement of the year?
I survived it didn’t I? Well, I give all the credit to God.
What was your biggest failure?
Failed to read the whole Bible.
What were some of the best things you bought in 2004?
Mini Ipod, Books
Where did most of your money go?
Taxes (LOL), actually house payment
Compared to this time last year, are you: Happier or sadder?
Kinda the same, ok, a little bit sadder
Older or wiser?
Wiser and younger, hehe
Thinner or fatter?
Thinner
Richer or poorer?
Richer, in more ways than one
What do you wish you'd done more of?
pray, read, blog, travel… in that order
What do you wish you'd done less of?
argue, sulk, complain
What was your favorite TV program?
The Amazing Race
Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
Hate is such a strong word, how about people I wish dead, LOL, just kidding
What was your greatest musical discovery?
Norah Jones.
Which thing made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
Visiting my family in the Philippines.
What kept you sane?
My faith in God and the Lord Jesus Christ.
Which celebrities did you fancy the most?
Maria Sharapova
What political issue(s) stirred you the most?
The presidential elections of course, both here in the US and in the Philippines
What are some of the best films you’ve watched this year?
The Bourne Supremacy
The Day After Tomorrow
Dogville
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Fahrenheit 9/11
The Forgotten
Hero
Hidalgo
I, Robot
Jersey Girl
Kill Bill, Vol. 2
Lost in Translation
Man on Fire
The Passion of the Christ
The Perfect Score
Spider-Man 2
Super Size Me
Tiptoes
To Kill a Mockingbird
Word Wars
What are some of the best books you’ve read this year?
A Sweet Scent from a Strange Mountain by Robert Olen Butler
Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown
Deception Point by Dan Brown
Your Money or Your Life by V. Robin and J. Dominguez (I reread this one every year)
What are some of the valuable life lessons you’ve learned in 2004:
1) Don’t be afraid to show the people you love how much you love them, you may lose them anytime
2) Blogging is fun!
What are some of your goals in the coming year?
Better knowledge of the Bible, Simpler life, Scrabble expertise
What do you wish for your tBlog friends?
I wish them all a happy, prosperous and peaceful new year. :D
Did you hear?
Did you hear? One out of three victims of that terrible earthquake and tsunami is a child.
Also, did you hear? You can donate to one of these three organizations to help those families who suffered this heart breaking loss:
redcross.org
care.org
worldvision.org
Yes, there is something we could do to tell them that they are not alone in their suffering. We are here to weep with them. We are here praying for them. We are here to tell them that WE CARE.
Picture Book
Picture Book
Kinks
The Kinks are the Village Green Preservation Society
Picture yourself when you're getting old,
Sat by the fireside a-pondering on[?].
Picture book, pictures of your mama, taken by your papa a long time ago.
Picture book, of people with each other, to prove they love each other a long time ago.
Na, na, na, na, na na.
Na, na, na, na, na na.
Picture book.
Picture book.
A picture of you in your birthday suit,
You sat in the sun on a hot afternoon.
Picture book, your mama and your papa, and fat old uncle charlie out cruising with their friends.
Picture book, a holiday in august, outside a bed and breakfast in sunny southend.
Picture book, when you were just a baby, those days when you were
happy, a long time ago.
Na, na, na, na, na na.
Na, na, na, na, na na.
Picture book.
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Yeah, yeah, yeah.
& nbsp; Is this song familiar? If so, it is because it is the song used by HP on their digital photography TV commercials. I like the beat a lot. And the effects on those commercials are cool too.
Please check the slideshows on the right panel of my blog.
Enjoy.
Brilliant Minds, Questionable Causes
& nbsp; Robert Maloney, an LA-based ophthalmologist will put a twinkle in your eye for only $3,900 dollars. He will do this by skillfully implanting a 3-mm-wide platinum jewel under the clear skin that covers your cornea. This will give your eyes a sparkle whenever someone gazes into them. Not only that, the jewels come in different shapes: heart, star or crescent moon! The first American guy to get an implant was Nashville musician Christopher Robin, “who hopes his eyeball bling will boost his star appeal”. (1)
& nbsp; On July 4, 2005 NASA plans to hit a 4-mile-wide comet with an 800-pound projectile coming from its Deep Impact spacecraft. This mission will cost $300 million and will take about six months to accomplish. Their mission objective: “it will help the scientists see for the first time just what comets are made of... Scientists are especially interested in comets because they are believed to be leftovers from the formation of the solar system. Understanding comets' ingredients could help prove -- or disprove -- theories about how the planets formed.” (2)
& nbsp; So how are these two stories related? Notice the last sentence of those two paragraphs. Both of them I think are silly endeavors. Frankly I don’t see how those artificially produced sparkle in that Nashville musician’s eyes would boost his star appeal. For all I care he could swallow a set of drums, insert cymbals in his ears and stick a guitar in his ass, but if his music sucks, his career won’t rock. But I don’t have a problem even if he does all those things (or maybe I’ll have a problem, to stop laughing). Cause after all, it’s his money and his body. It’s his life and his career.
& nbsp; But that NASA project is another matter. The funding for that project and the salaries of the scientists who run it come from taxpayers. Taxpayers like me. So however little I contributed, I feel like I should have a say where the money should be spent. As a Christian, I think this project is useless. First, being a Christian, I already know how the planets are formed. It says right there on the very first book, on the very first chapter, on the very first verse of the Bible: “In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth”. Second, there should be a lot of better ways where we can invest that money. And there are more worthy causes where we can harness the power of your highly developed brains. There are still countless diseases to find a cure for and the hole in the ozone layer is getting bigger everyday. Last, I also know that I am not alone in believing in a God who created all things. So if I may speak in behalf of all the God fearing taxpayers of this nation, we are asking you to stop this overpriced project of yours.
& nbsp; But if you still insist on continuing this galactic game of yours, in the spirit of tolerance, may I suggest some alternative sources of funding for this project:
(1) Sell some moon rocks on Ebay. Specially the ones that look like Paris Hilton
(2) Ask funding from the estate of Charles Darwin. I bet you those evolution theorists are more than willing to help prove that the universe came to be by mere chance
(3) Or if these fail, allow N-Sync’s Lance Bass to join this mission and let him fund it himself. Don’t forget the karaoke tapes, I’m sure the guy is nice enough to provide some rocket in-flight entertainment. But if he goes overboard and doesn’t want to share the microphone, you can always contact the headquarters for assistance: “Houston, we have a problem”.
There you go. Good luck.
(sources: (1) Wired Magazine Dec. 2004 Issue, (2) wired.com)
The Twelve Gifts I Wish for You
I just received a Christmas card from my niece and I found the message very apt. I say this because these are the things that are in my wish list! I’d like to share it with you here:
The Twelve Gifts I Wish For You
Happiness. Deep down within.
Serenity. With each sunrise.
Success. In each facet of your life.
Family. Beside you.
Close and caring friends.
Health. Inside you.
Love. That never ends.
Special memories. Of all the yesterdays.
A bright today. With much to be thankful for.
A path. That leads to beautiful tomorrows.
Dreams. That do their best to come true.
Appreciation. Of all the wonderful things about you.
- & nbsp; Collin McCarty
Happy holidays everyone!
Don't let your children read this
Guess who this is:
Countless songs had been written for him. You can see his face everywhere at this time of the year. New movies are made every year to honor the man. Millions of children line up to see him. Millions of adults try to be him.
If you answered Santa Claus you are right. But I’m not a fan of the guy. Here’s why:
He’s a bad fitness example. Need I say more? The guy’s so fat I wouldn’t be surprised if McDonald’s replace the clown with this guy as their spokesman.
He is cruel to animals. Did you see how hard the guy whips those poor reindeers? And he’s doing that cruel act while laughing! HO! HO! HO! And what kind of laughter is that anyway? HO-HO-HO???? That’s one phony laugh if you ask me. HA-HA-HA and HEE-HEE-HEE I’ve heard before. But HO-HO-HO??? Give me a freakin’ break.
He’s a terrible employer. First of all he’s outsourcing all the work to the elves instead of boosting a country’s economy by employing actual people. Then look at the working conditions. Man oh man. The elves are working 12-hour shifts everyday all year long! All the while suffering with frozen butts because the freakin’ factory is on the North Pole! And what does he pay those poor creatures? Ice cones. The guy’s clever though, he knows there wouldn’t be any lawsuits cause he owns that region.
He’s a lazy bum. The guy works one day every year. What can I say, that’s a dream job for a lot of people.
He’s very judgmental. Keeping a list of who’s naughty or nice? Who are you to judge? I thought we’re supposed to forgive each other.
There’s something very suspicious about him. Remember this? “He sees you when you’re sleeping, he knows when you’re awake”. Well that “you” refers to our children. I don’t know about the other parents out there, but I don’t want any guy to know when my daughter goes to sleep and when she wakes up except me. Plus that flamboyant costume of his raises a lot of red flags within me. I really don’t see a reason why a grown man would wear a red suit with down on the edges. But he’s married, some of you might argue. Oh yeah? Where’s his wife? All I hear are rumors of a Mrs. Claus but so far nobody have seen her. And even if she’s real, you have to remember that Michael Jackson married too.
Last but not the least, he gets all the credit. This is my biggest beef against this guy. He poses as a very generous guy and gathers all the children and makes them tell him their wishes. They tell him their wishes, not to God, not to Christ. In those children’s eyes he becomes the hero. If you don’t believe me, ask those children who lined up to see him who gave them their gifts. Will they say it came from dad, or mom, or God? You wish.
If you don’t want to take me seriously on these things, then let me ask you to ponder on these questions. What kind of things did Christ give to this world? Did he give out toys and other material things? Or did he give wisdom and understanding to those who asked, strength to those who are weak, and hope to those who are discouraged? For these did he expect something in return or did he just give his life in the end? Did he shop for himself and accumulate things, or did he die with only one piece of clothing? Did he decorate his house with lights and ornaments, or did he just shower praises to God in His temple?
Now let’s try again, guess who this is supposed to be:
Countless songs had been written for him. You can see his face everywhere at this time of the year. New movies are made every year to honor the man. Millions of children line up to see him. Millions of adults try to be him.
Japanese poetry anyone?
Word of the week: Haiku n. a Japanese verse form of three unrhymed lines of five, seven, and five syllables respectively, or any poem written in this form.
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— ORIGIN Japanese, contraction of a phrase meaning ‘light verse’.
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Here are my haikus about things in Utah:
Winter
Winter’s here again
Coat factory here I come
Warm my frozen butt
Snow
Blessing to skiers
And to white Christmas wishers
Tropical guy’s curse
SUVs (ever present in Utah)
Giant metal rolls
Thud! Oops! Must have hit someone
Didn’t see the Porsche
Utah Jazz
League’s most uncool team
For some reason keeps winning
Cheer them have no choice
Seagulls (state bird)
Poop fest on my car
I’ll kill you little suckers
You better migrate
I see dead people
& nbsp; Have you ever read the obituaries? I never have since yesterday. I always thought these things are boring, full of routine information about the deceased. Turned out I was wrong. Turned out these summary of lives has a lot more to offer. You see I like reading about other people’s lives. Yup, I like reading about their goals and mistakes, their passions and quirks, their triumphs and failures, their opinions and frustrations. But I hate gossip. That’s why I only read what other people write about themselves and their loved ones because I figured they want to share it with others. Nope, I don’t like autobiographies either. I don’t have that much time to read about another person. I still have my own life to live you know. That’s why I decided to read blogs and obituaries.
Here’s one recently published in the Salt Lake Tribune. I have highlighted lines that I want to comment on.
David Michael Adamson III 1985 ~ 2004 KAYSVILLE David Michael Adamson III, 19, passed away Dec 9, 2004 at his home of an accidental death (1). He was born March 28, 1985 in Bountiful, Utah the son of David and Teena Stone Adamson (2). Michael attended Sam Morgan Elementary, Fairfield Jr. High and graduated from Davis High School in 2003. Michael was loved by all (3). He enjoyed watching his dad race, snowboarding, watersports, golf, climbing, playing video games, partying with his many friends and family, vacationing with friends and family. He was very mechanical, loved working on cars, hanging with his brother and sisters. Michael had many goals: an immediate goal of attending pilot school in hopes of becoming a commercial airline pilot. He had many interests and natural abilities with unlimited potential. He was very artistic. Lake Powell was a particular favorite time for him to spend with special extended family. He had a wonderful sense of humor. He will be missed greatly by all who knew him. Surviving are his father, David (Margaret) Adamson, mother, Teena (Don) Green, grandparents, Michael and Betty Adamson, Gerrill Stone and Yvonne Stone, Valene Shaffer, Betty Green, Rudy and Henk Wykstra, brother and sisters, Catariena Wykstra, Cassie Adamson, Austin Green, aunts, uncles, cousins and friends. Funeral services will be held Tuesday, December 14, 2004 at 11 a.m. at Lindquist's Layton Mortuary, 1867 No. Fairfield Road. Friends and family may call Monday from 6 to 8 p.m. and Tuesday from 9:45 to 10:45 a.m. at the mortuary. Interment, Kaysville City Cemetery. In lieu of flowers the family suggests donations be made to The Christmas Box House, 236 South 300 East Salt Lake City, Utah 84111 (4).
(1) I really wish they said what the accident was. That way a lot of people can learn from it. Was he playing with a gun and it accidentally fired on him? Maybe people should reconsider about owning a gun. Or if they own one, maybe they should put it on a safe or in another inaccessible place. One of our responsibilities as parents is to keep our homes as safe as possible. Install smoke and carbon monoxide detectors. If you have a multi-level home, make sure you have one at every level. Also, make sure toxic chemicals like household cleaners and paints are out of reach to small children. I’m sure many of you have other suggestions.
(2) This line really breaks my heart. I know God has a reason why he takes away people from us. But I also know that losing a child is one of the worst, if not the worst loss a parent can suffer. This is also the reason why I don’t understand people who kills other people. No matter how horrible the person is, we should always remember that if we kill him or her, there are at least 2 people that we will cause intense pain and long lasting suffering.
(3) This is a great thing to say to anyone. Also, “He will be missed greatly by all who knew him”. But we need to realize that the older we get, the more likely that we’ll meet other people that will not like us. Especially if you try to live an honest life, some people will even accuse you of being self-righteous. We also need to remember that even the Lord Jesus Christ who did not commit any sin had enemies. But these shouldn’t stop us to try to live peacefully with everybody and to treat everyone with respect.
(4) This is really an admirable decision by the family. I like it how they turned their tragedy into a blessing for other people.
So did I get you interested in reading obits too? Are they still too spooky for you? That’s ok, just continue reading blogs then. Hopefully you’ll include mine in your list.
It makes sense now
& nbsp; Last night, another car was hit by a golf-ball-size rock thrown on an interstate highway here in Salt Lake City. According to The Salt Lake Tribune (sltrib.com), this is the latest of a bizarre string of 27 rock-throwing incidents on Interstates 15 and 80 that began Nov. 16. The rock shattered the window of Ben Bowers’ Honda Accord and compelled him to pull over to check on his family members who were with him during the incident. Fortunately, no one was hurt.
& nbsp; On Nov. 19, the Utah Highway Patrol arrested a man who told the troopers that he was “playing David and Goliath” but refused to give any other reason for the vandalism. He is now facing aggravated assault and criminal mischief charges. The police were hoping the incidents would stop but it continued after the arrest. Investigators suspect that a friend of the guy may have picked up where he left off.
& nbsp; Now here’s my question, is this “game” really worth it? Is the fun derived from it enough compensation for the jail time you will serve if you get arrested? They might be thinking that’s a big if, but so what? So what if you never get caught, the question still remains. What benefit do you gain by damaging other people’s property and possibly endangering their lives? This people reminds me of the bastards who drive down streets and bash mailboxes with their baseball bats. Again what do you get from this? Thrill? Adrenaline rush? Approval from your friends? It doesn’t make sense.
& nbsp; You know what would make sense though, if those guys hurling the rocks where owners of rock chip repair shops. Or maybe body repair shop owners. That would make perfect sense! Particularly business sense. How about those mailbox busters? Maybe their dads sell mailboxes. You never know, they might just be on a perfectly valid mission to increase their dad’s income. I wonder how much is their cut. Now this got me wondering whether dentists encourage their sons to become boxers or hockey players. Wouldn’t that be great? Maybe nutritionists and gym owners should start sending their customers fastfood coupons and bacon samples. It wouldn’t hurt. Now I have a lot of suggestions in my head for other professionals. But I better stop here. I might give my friend J too many ideas. He’s a funeral director.
More coffee chatter
& nbsp; In his book Uncommon Grounds: The History of Coffee and How it Transformed Our World, author Mark Pendergrast wrote: “A good cup of coffee can turn the worst day tolerable, can provide an all-important moment of contemplation, can rekindle a romance.” I believe that, but it’s hard to believe how coffee influenced the following people:
& nbsp; One time a friend of mine was planning to jump ship to our company because he was afraid his company will transfer them to another state. Our company liked his credentials but offered just to match his current salary instead of increasing it. This made him think twice since his concern might not even materialize and he didn’t want to make the necessary adjustments of working for a new company. It didn’t surprise me when he decided to stay but his reason for staying completely shocked me. He said he decided to stay because we didn’t offer free coffee and his company does! I thought he was just trying to be funny. But when he told me that it will set him back $1,260 a year, I started to think that maybe, just maybe, he is serious. Now when he rattled the computation: $0.75 per cup x 7 cups he drinks every day x 240 working days a year = $1,260, I thought this guy is freakin’ crazy. I never spoke to him again. Till he invited me over for a cup of coffee.
& nbsp; Are you a coffee connoisseur who likes to taste all kinds of coffee including exotic ones like the Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee or the Kona coffee of Hawaii? How about the most expensive one, the Kopi Luwak of Indonesia? If so, then get ready to spend a staggering $600 per pound! According to dreamship.com the price reflects not only the unique flavor and rarity of the coffee, but also the “strangeness of processing”. The coffee comes from the islands of Sumatra, Java and Sulawesi of said archipelago. In these islands lives a small tree-dwelling marsupial. It only eats the ripest, reddest coffee cherries. After digesting them, these animals then excrete the beans fairly intact, still wrapped in layers of the cherries’ mucilage. The locals then gather these beans and turn them into coffee! Now as a coffee lover, you know how much I hate to say this: technically, the world’s most expensive coffee comes from monkey poop. Don’t get me wrong, I also love animals and I’m all for recycling. But to this, I say give me the human-hand-picked-straigh t-from-the-tree variety.
& nbsp; Americans’ love for coffee spurt the growth of coffee chains like Starbucks, Seattle’s Best, and myriad of others (One cafe here in Utah is called Badass Cafe). What if one day you wake up and decided to do something that if you achieve, will definitely make you a one truly unique individual. What if you decided to challenge your self of visiting every Starbucks in the world? Yup, in the world. Not just in the US, or in North America. In the world. Folks believe it or not, someone is already doing this. His name is Winter and his writing his incredible journey at starbuckseverywhere.net. So far he has visited more than 4,400 stores including 4361 in North America, 114 in the UK, and 53 in Japan! May the power of caffeine be with you Winter. And to all of us who loves coffee!
How do you take your coffee?
Words of the week: arabica and robusta. The two main coffee beans. Robusta plants are hardier; arabica beans can make higher quality coffee. Even arabicas vary; so one “100% arabica” brew can taste better than another. The best include floral or fruity scents.
& nbsp; &n bsp; Consumer Reports
Here are some pointers about coffee from the same publication.
1. Whole beans usually bested ground.
2. High price doesn’t guarantee high quality.
3. Coffee will taste its best if you make it with high quality water and use enough grounds.
Here are ten of my favorite coffee quotes including one of my own.
Good communication is as stimulating as coffee,
and just as hard to sleep after.
& nbsp; &n bsp; Ann Morrow Lindbergh
Coffee should be black as hell, strong as death,
and sweet as love.
& nbsp; Turkish Proverb
Sleep is a symptom of caffeine deprivation.
& nbsp; Author unknown
Chocolate, men, coffee – some things are better rich.
& nbsp; Author unknown
I think if I were a woman I’d wear coffee as a perfume.
& nbsp; John Van Druten
O Coffee! Thou dost dispel all care, thou are the object of desire to the scholar. This is the beverage of the friends of God.
& nbsp; &n bsp; Arabic poem
& nbsp; &n bsp; In Praise of Coffee
I can touch my heart, when I hold my cup.
I can feel my soul, when I sip my coffee.
This moment looks like when you reflect yourself in a pond.
You cannot touch yourself; you only see your image,
but you know who you are, and where you are.
I drink my coffee alone to find myself.
& nbsp; &n bsp; Larissa Hernandez
Black as the devil, Hot as hell,
Pure as an angel, Sweet as love.
& nbsp; &n bsp; Charles Maurice de Talleyrand-Perigord;
& nbsp; &n bsp; Recipe for coffee
Ah, that is a perfume in which I delight; when they roast coffee near my house, I hasten to open the door to take in all the aroma.
& nbsp; &n bsp; Jean Jacques Rousseau
If you want to take away my coffee from me, you might as well take away a bear cub from its mother.
& nbsp; &n bsp; The seeker
(sources: mienet.net, quotegarden.com, afactor.net, about.com, my brain)
What's unique about you?
& nbsp; This was a real question posed to us by a facilitator in a leadership seminar I once attended. For a long time I can’t get over that question. What’s unique about me? Well, I don’t know. It was pretty amusing to listen to some of the answers of the participants. One burly very macho looking guy admitted that he collects lunch boxes! Um sir, does your wife know about this? And then a woman revealed that she was a professional foosball player! O my goodness, how can you top that? I was getting nervous. It was getting near my turn and I didn’t have an answer yet. Maybe I should tell them that I like Abba, Will and Grace and HGTV despite being 100% certain of my manhood. But that would just piss off other straight guys who like those shows. How about telling them that I have more library cards than credit cards? But that wouldn’t work either, I know guys who don’t even have credit cards. Oh wait, how about telling them that I’m a great Scrabble player despite being an ESL (English-as-Second-Langua ge) guy. But there’s nothing unique about that, I know a lot of Asians who are even better than me at Scrabble. Heck, even the current World Scrabble champion is a Thai who barely speak English! Ooh I know! I’ll tell them I can levitate and walk on water! Hah! That would get their attention. But wait, didn’t that magician David Blaine already did that float-on-the-air trick? And we all know who did that walk-on-water miracle. Dang, this question’s as tough as a rock.
& nbsp; So let’s pause for a bit and think of a good answer. I said, let’s pause for a bit. Why are you still reading? Ok, do you have an answer now? But wait a second. Isn’t this a trick question in the first place? We are all unique! Our DNA, the mass that makes up everyone of us is unique! Even if you have an identical twin (you'll have the same DNA), even if you wear identical clothes or you read the same books or you watch the same tv shows. You’ll still have different fingerprin ts, different footprints even. Even if, heaven forbid, you dated the same people, you’ll still be different. And unique. Or maybe what she was really asking is what makes you different. Cause surely there are other guys who collect lunch boxes. There might even be a pro foosball players' association. Now that question is a lot easier to answer. Especially for a Christian.
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& nbsp; The bible admonishes every Christian to be different: “Do not conform to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind”. Before I tell you what my answer was, I want to say this to all Christians out there. Do not be afraid to be different. In this world of hypocrisy and political correctness, do not be afraid to be honest. Do not be afraid to speak your mind or your heart. But at the same time speak with kindness and humility. In this world obsessed with image, go ahead and befriend the outcasts, the nerds and the geeks, the uncool. But at the same time don’t judge those who are blessed with great bodies, the jocks, the cheerleaders, the supermodels and the Barbie dolls. In this world of little and grownup brats, do not forget to be thankful. Do not be afraid to proclaim the goodness of God to those who think that the world owes them everything they get. My challenge to you my fellow Christians is to dare to be different. But at the same time be secure with the knowledge that we are all unique.
P.S. So what was my answer? I told them I’m the only guy I know who has a straight line in his left palm. (It’s very straight, and its very weird). I made you look at your hands, didn’t I? Until next time unique people.
Feeling festive
What do the following have in common?
Making new tFriends
Sipping a good cup of coffee
Reading a good book
Listening to Norah Jones’ music
Learning something new
Looking at old pictures
Petting a puppy
Riding a sports car
Seeing a baby smile
Playing your favorite game
Witnessing a sunset
Individually, they are just enjoyable experiences. But if you do enough of them, they can be life enriching.
P.S. Like my blog’s new look? Hope so, it will be like this for December.
