I Scream You Scream for Goals?

  I had a small bowl of ice cream this afternoon… and as I ate it… I happened to think… about the art of eating ice cream… too slow and it melts… too fast and it freezes your brain… so… not unlike Goldilocks in an ice cream parlor… I got it just right… Now… that...

Atomic Dance…

I want the Atomic Fireball…I really do…but no sooner than I get it in my mouth…than I am overwhelmed by…the…atomic fireballness…of it…it’s way too spicy…way too hot…so I take it out and drink some water…knowing full well that I will put it back in my mouth in a couple...

Faking It…

Bertha…is encouraging me to be…a…fake… That’s right…I may have mentioned that I have several…lofty goals…that we have been working with…so…yesterday…she suggested that…I fake it until I make it… What…how can I do that… She said it was easy peasy…and she took the goal...

Along for the Ride…

Three years ago…I had a simple goal…conquer…Penitentiary Mountain…and I did…but don’t get excited…it wasn’t some military coup…or prison break…it was…a bike ride… And…actually…I did it twice…just to prove that the first time wasn’t a fluke…and…really…I did it three...