Jimmy Hoffa's Middle Name Was Riddle... Seriously

The biggest lie of all will be in the following sentence. You. Only, not really. One word doesn't constitute a sentence. Just because it's followed by a period doesn't make it a statement. Right. Replacing periods with question marks and such. Ends are only open ended.

The biggest lie of all is that failure is not an option. It always is. It's how we operate. Placing bets to holding breaths... we can't all be winners.

Disappointed, but not in the knowledge of Santa Claus kind of way. More like the time I found out that it takes a week to make a jelly bean.

Fun facts keep finding me in the middle of conversation. Always presented in the "matter-of-fact" kind of way. Proving points and I'm taking notes. An Octopus' testicles are in it's head. How appropriate. Einstein never wore socks. Brilliant. And check your map to see that the Pacific entrance of the Panama Canal is farther East than the Atlantic entrance. Backwards way of thinking. Literal truth. Me and You. Sid and Nancy.

"Sex is a natural antihistamine," she said without flinching. It's no wonder she never breathes through her mouth.

I'm in love with the whites of my dog's eyes. It lets me know he's looking up to me and it bathes me in responsibility. I hope to wear them one day.