you thought I didn’t really notice. But I did. I wanted to high-five you.
Yesterday I had a pair of brothers in my store. One was maybe between 15-17. He was a wrestler at the local high school. Kind of tall, stocky and handsome. He had a younger brother, who was maybe about 10-12 years old. The...
It's hard to believe that someone who craves privacy (me) would sign up for yet another social network. The question is not only what can I do for them, but also, what will they do for me? Or even, what will they do to me?
We're about to find out. And, by the way, what are the social networks doing for you?
There's a stairway to heaven and a highway to hell, but the midnight train goes anywhere. Trains are clearly the superior transit method.
It can be really hard to learn to engage in positive self talk, but sometimes it's easier to start by pretending it's coming from a friend, first 💜
Sunday Mirror, England, January 23, 1938