Sunday, February 28, 2010
Saturday, February 27, 2010
It's that time of year
You can't see Canada across lake Erie, but you know it's there. It's the same with spring. You have to have faith, especially in Cleveland.
Paul Fleischman
Paul Fleischman
Labels:
Seasons and Weather
Friday, February 26, 2010
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Saturday, February 20, 2010
One man's therapy?
I got the blues thinking of the future, so I left off and made some marmalade. It's amazing how it cheers one up to shred oranges and scrub the floor.
George Bernard Shaw
Labels:
Domestic Arts,
Mental Hygiene
Friday, February 19, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Monday, February 15, 2010
Hindsight is 20/20?
I didn't know I was doing film noir. I thought they were detective stories with low lighting.
Marie Windsor
Marie Windsor
Labels:
Arts
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Theory of everything?
If you had to identify, in one word, the reason why the human race has
not achieved, and never will achieve, its full potential, that word
would be 'meetings.'
Dave Barry
Dave Barry
Friday, February 12, 2010
But who prays for Satan?
Who, in eighteen centuries, has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner that needed it most?
Labels:
Religion
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Code Red
Stash away the duct tape. Don't use it, stash it away and that pre-measured plastic sheeting for future -- and I emphasize future use, ... [You] probably won't need it, but in case you do, you'll have it available.
Tom Ridge
Tom Ridge
Labels:
Public Policy
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
Immeasurable?
Not everything that counts can be counted, and not everything that can be counted counts.
A. Einstein
A. Einstein
Labels:
Organizational Behavior,
Research
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Friday, February 5, 2010
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Faint praise?
I once had a rose named after me and I was very
flattered. But I was not pleased to read the description in the
catalogue: no good in a bed, but fine up against a wall. Eleanor Roosevelt
Labels:
Flora and Fauna
Monday, February 1, 2010
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