with Nana Noyz
Do not read an article about surgically transplanting heads just before bedtime unless you are prepared to deal with ethically charged nightmares.
(If the link works, you too can have nightmares.)
Tag: lessons
The Hard Way
Lessons I’ve learned through experience:
Potatoes have to be cooked before you can mash them.
Sometimes one margarita is one too many.
Good things don’t always come in small packages. (e.g. Bacon flavored gum)
Hot motorcycle pipes and bare legs are a painful combination.
Tissues make terrible bra stuffers.
Nothing tastes as good coming back up as it did going down.
Easter eggs begin to stink when hidden under a bed for a year.
Don’t expect to sleep well after a Walking Dead marathon.
Not everyone gets my sense of humor.
People get feisty over politics.
A smile won’t win over all your critics.
Time isn’t always on one’s side.
Riding a motorcycle while hungover is akin to having a raucous drum cadence played inside one’s head.
Just because one works better under pressure doesn’t mean one should leave projects to the last minute.
Peace, People!
Praying for Eyebrowz 