They say we’ll have cautionary tales and anecdotes through winter.
Today in a row.
My refrigerator auditions for operettas.
At work . . . skipping stones.
Maybe death comes when God runs out of rodeos.
There’s chocolate in all directions. Follow the directions!
Most religions go like this: you live, you die, you move into a better neighborhood.
The universe is stuffed with moons, stars and some days, just vanilla cream-filling if you don’t eat the hard cookie parts.
Become the salt of the earth and add water.
Found a galaxy just right for us! Free gravity, and they allow pets!