Lovely weekend to be sure, now if you all thought I’d post on Labour Day and showed up by clicking your bookmarks, remember to actually subscribe to blogs from now on.
Note to those on medication; don’t forget it over long weekends – your brain will have baby-seizures.
I’ll be in Ottawa this long weekend, looking forward to spending time with the little lady. Enjoy the EX and the cottage and I’ll still have a better weekend than you.
Man, I’d be such a pervert if I lived in an apartment, especially those swank downtown ones that offer full views of luscious babes undressing in their perfectly back-lit condo’s – luckily I live neither in, nor around such spaces.
I never went to church as a kid (or as an adult I should add). Not to say I’ve never been in one, funerals, weddings, cubs & scouts, but really, they only appeal to me aesthetically.
Being firmly Agnostic a church doesn’t represent the same things it does to many others. To some I’m sure it’s a sanctuary, a place to atone for sin, or perhaps group freely with your fellow cult members, followers, church-goers.
Maybe it’s lost that appeal, and it represents loathing of promise that you currently no longer believe, or you feel slighted by the concept of an ideal, that you have never or may never now attain in your life.
Whatever it is to you, or me, I’m happy that many people can get together, with their families, in a single place and hopefully find some peace of mind, if not in body and soul too.
“I could suck on a peach for hours.”
I won’t really understand how Nick Cage saying that line is hot but apparently it is, so now when I see, eat, or say “peach” I think that quote.