One of my favorites.
One of my favorites.
I could see it so clearly: standing in line, with the little red and white piece of paper in hand. Glancing over my right shoulder, making eye contact with the stranger behind me. “I have this ‘buy one, get one coupon’…do you want a free cup of coffee, because, well, I am not going to drink two…?” A coy smile, a quick shrug of the shoulders: “Only if you want to…”.
And that could have been the cue to a great conversation, because after someone offers to share a BOGO coupon, you don’t just walk out, you sit and reminisce about all things ‘random’.
That’s what I envisioned, right as I pulled up to Starbucks, the little coupon with the big red heart waiting to be used for destiny. But then I took the drive-thru, because drive-thrus are awesome (for lazy people) and because ordering two tall (small) cups of coffee equal an actual large cup of coffee (for selfish people) and thus I find the answer to my singleness: lazy and selfish, but adequately caffeinated at least.
Happy Valentine’s Day! :)
It takes a real hero to…
If freckles were lovely, and day was night,
And measles were nice and a lie wasn’t a lie,
Life would be delight,—
But things couldn’t go right
For in such a sad plight
I wouldn’t be I.
If earth was heaven and now was hence,
And past was present, and false was true,
There might be some sense —
But I’d be in suspense
For on such a pretense
You wouldn’t be you.
If fear was plucky, and globes were square,
And dirt was cleanly and tears were glee
Things would seem fair,—
Yet they’d all despair,
For if here was there
We wouldn’t be we.
I ♥ the metric system.
It is logical. It is simple. It is (almost everyone’s) standard.
Why, United States…why do you insist on inches/feet/yards/ounces… ?
I work in social media and thought this was brilliant! #enjoy
Yes, I indeed wonder where the handsome gentleman in pleated shorts and swell polo is whenever I get ready to toast with a refreshingly cold beverage… an interesting look at advertising & consumerism. (picture via @Qideas)
Here’s to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round pegs in the square holes.
The ones who see things differently. They’re not fond of rules. And they have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them.
About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them. Because they change things. They invent. They imagine. They heal. They explore. They create. They inspire. They push the human race forward.
Maybe they have to be crazy.
How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art? Or sit in silence and hear a song that’s never been written? Or gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels?
We make tools for these kinds of people.
While some see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.
Steve Jobs, 1955-2011
Every day, I receive a “Word of the Day” on my phone.
Most days I ignore it, thinking that, at some point, I should probably turn that push-notification off all together.
However today’s word, ‘woolgathering’, make me think about something I heard Steven Furtick say several weeks ago:
“If all you have is good ideas, you’re not a visionary, you’re a daydreamer. The difference is the audacity to act.”
So don’t loose yourself in the passive state of daydreaming, but instead