How I know I am irrational

I am in line waiting to buy a candy bar. (In line, mind you, not at a vending machine). As I thumb through the bills in my wallet, I hope that one of them is a single so I don’t have to break a five or ten. Huh? I am actually hoping that I have less money in my wallet?

What small things do you do that serve as reminders that you are not a completely rational being.

Once in a while you can get shown the light
in the strangest of places
if you look at it right…

I’m a smoker. 'Nuf said?


“Some people are worried about the difference between right and wrong. I’m worried about the difference between wrong and fun.”
~P.J. O’Rourke~

I have watched the TV show, “Blind Date.”
More than once.

I usually only listen to the songs I know on an album. I’ll buy the entire album, but I’ll stop the disc after I listen to the song I wanted. I have probably only listened to a third of the discs I have all the way through, and I own close to two hundred.


“Bodie, I noticed you stopped stuttering.”
“I’ve been giving myself shock treatments.”
“Up the voltage.”
-Real Genius

Anyone who has been in chat for the past three weeks knows just how rational I am.

Wouldn’t trade it for the world, though.

I’m with you Uncle…


I opened the door, and look who I found. Damn I’m good

Does it count that I try to go to pay at the pump stations so that I won’t be tempted to buy a pop, some jerky, a candy bar, and some sugar based candy, along with a magazine or two?

–Tim


We are the children of the Eighties. We are not the first “lost generation” nor today’s lost generation; in fact, we think we know just where we stand - or are discovering it as we speak.

I can’t be expressed as a fraction.

I like accordion music!

Also the zither.

  • hands UncleBeer and CanadianSue some Gauloises and lights up *

Hey Unc ! You must join us in the chat room one of these days ! There’s a lot of smokin’ and drinkin’ going on you know… not to mention the loose women… right, Sue ?

Coldfire


“You know how complex women are”

  • Neil Peart, Rush (1993)

Loose? Well Cold… I guess thats exactly the way i would describe THEM :wink: Sauntering innocently off to the corner of the chat room…


I opened the door, and look who I found. Damn I’m good