Today I'm not my usual pessimistic self. The weather was gorgeous, today is the fifteenth anniversary of the birth of Havana Harry's daughter, Karina and the Jeep is clean for the first time in months. I don't really feel up to my usual level of venom on the Quiceanera of a friend's daughter.
So today I leave you with this: life is short, so live today like it's your last...it just might be. Smell a flower, stop to hear a bird sing, pet a puppy, kick a cat and if you have someone that you love...tell them. Oh yeah, and "it's a celebration, bitches. Show Charlie Murphy your titties!"
Peace...
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment