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I have never been a fan of magazines for males like GQ. I also abandoned the Playboy Philosophy early on. " Come up to my pad, and see the etchings while I spin some California Cool Jazz and chill a magnum" wasn't going to happen while I wore ratty jeans and lugged the guitar around from folkie coffeehouse to crummy dive bar.
In gardening, I look for a pleasing semi-random arrangement. My "bog in a barrel" is the best example I can offer.
You can not put a Genie back into the bottle. It's like repacking one of those tents from the big box store. First, take it out, then use it. Then, try to fit it back in the bag the way it started. Forget about it.
I've never appreciated wallpaper. Growing up " to wallpaper over" something was to hide it.
I have been known to blunder my way through the English Language. Being English is my first language, I don't have the excuse for my solecisms that people who might be learning our language do.
I was having one of those counterproductive mornings where whatever I attempted to do got hung up in either someone else's slowdowns or my lack of ability to concentrate. So finally, around noon, I gave up, closed the office door, put my head back, and drowsed off into a frowsy nap.
I've never categorized how many basic cuts we have in carving.
Being petulant is not just for children and adolescents.
I am a jeans and T-shirt type of guy now, except when I sport some of my collection of Hawaiian shirts.
Your spirit is starving if your only nutrition has been food and drink.
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