.....it was very good year.

It was a very good year for small town girls
and soft summer nights.
We'd hide from the lights.
On the village green.
When I was seventeen."

Ah yes, seventeen was a very good year.

In the current times, when I am 39, I am listening to some Nat King Cole.

Right now he's telling me to "Smile." He doesn't necessarily need to right now, my heart is not aching and doesn't feel like it's breaking but he sure sings it beautifully.

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It takes a gutless mouse to play only when the cat's away.

No love, no friendship, can cross the path of our destiny without leaving some mark on it forever. ~~ Francois Mocuriac

Confucius say, "He who masturbate into cash register come into money."

An optimist looks at the glass and says it's half full. A pessimist looks at the glass and says it's half empty. A Cubs fan looks at the glass and says, "When's it gonna spill?"

Deus Impetitio Esuritori Nullus