Miscellaneous ramblings (22 July 2014)

 See, there's an apparent fascination that women have for lines. Look at how men sculpt their bodies. The product is a physique strewn with hard taut lines and that makes them so much more desirable than the man with the paunch with one defining lump. Clearly the more lines one has on the body, the more attractive they are.

Ah....That explains tattoos.

 

To Toy with Death- As I hang 100m off a cliff with my mere fingers supporting me, I pull myself up.... only to let myself down and try again. What a rush of adrenaline that gives me. That gentlemen, is motivation for pullups.

 

I always like to imagine myself as a PI living in the shadows of a Gotham type city. And I'll introduce myself, in a distinctively hoarse voice "My name is Danny. That's what my mother called me. But people know me as Dann. Drop the Y. Don't ask questions" Oh yea, that'll be smooth.

 

Oh I'm squirming from all this heart curdling cheesiness

And one day when I'm holding hands with that special her, I'll say "I'm terribly sorry about these sweaty palms. You see, I'm in love with you, and I'm awfully nervous about this feeling. I'm afraid to say the wrong things and every word you speak is a new experience, a fresh breeze in the morning sun, the first raindrop on the desert floor. And it is my dream that one day, we'll be so natural that you'll never feel this damp clinginess again. Yet, I want my palms to be ever sweaty- for it to be a glistening reminder of just how much I've fallen for you."  

 

Haiku(s)

Famous saying goes:

The grass is always greener

on the other side

 

Not if you can't see

Way over the other side

Because it is blocked

 

Final Conclusion

You're stuck in five feet tall grass

I'm a happy cow