Like some days there is just not enough caffeine in the world to go around.
Today’s one of those days. I have so much stuff I want to write about, but I just don’t have the creative energy to compose anything clever or witty or thoughtful or even original. (that last statement implies that I think I usually do write clever, witty, and thoughtful stuff. Well, let me re-phrase. I usually attempt to . . . oh, never mind. It’s not important right now.)
It’s a terrible problem for a lexophile (lover of words) like myself.
I could just weep.
Or. . . I could just post something I found in my inbox. =D
A bicycle can’t stand alone; it is two tired.
A will is a dead giveaway.
Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies like a banana.
A backward poet writes inverse.
In a democracy it’s your vote that counts; in feudalism, it’s your Count that votes.
A chicken crossing the road: poultry in motion.
If you don’t pay your exorcist you can get repossessed. (this one is my favorite =D)
You are stuck with your debt if you can’t budge it.
A plateau is a high form of flattery.
If you jump off a Paris bridge, you are in Seine.
Note: No trees were killed in the sending of this message, but a large number of electrons were terribly inconvenienced.
(Thanks, Susan Dahlink!)
~ We’ll return tomorrow to our regularly scheduled blogging. ~