Is he still surfing the breaks at Bondi beach?
It's cold out here in Nevada. I think I'll wait until it warms up a bit. Fur is good.
It's Iggy Pop, consistently voted one of the sexiest guys on the planet. I think you can see why. I think everyone should have his rock and roll attitude, which is "I don't give a #@&*." Iggy is a good example of being successful while doing it his way. I tend to be a conformist, seeking to fit it, get along, make people happy. That's lame, I know. Break free of societal conventions! Wear brightly colored socks!
I saw an online ad for a business, possibly here on CS, that offers to do a background check on your prospective paramour. If you were dating someone, would you dig into that person's background?
I guess I might be imprudently innocent, but that certainly wouldn't be the first thing to cross my mind. It seems venal or shady or crass to me. Then again, I might be the foolish one. Maybe it's the smart thing to do. I guess I'd like to know if someone is a convicted criminal, but I would hope they would tell me without digging up dirt behind their back. I want to believe people are good until proven otherwise.
I love strong coffee. It clears the morning mental fog, the kind of thick, enveloping mist that rolls in off the ocean and blankets San Francisco. I drink Seattle's Best coffee, the dark stuff. I think it's the expresso grind and it's almost coal black. It's got a pungent aroma. Open the bag and it smells kind of like fresh dirt. Three cups and I am energized, alert, got my edge. I drink it straight and black. It's an addiction, for sure.
This song has been running through my head today. Here's one line from it. Guess.
"Jesus just left Chicago and he's bound for New Orleans."
The correct winner will receive via U.S. Postal Service one day-old glazed donut.
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