what's in a name?

reminiscent of that scene when the thug pulls a switch-blade knife on Paul Hogan's character in Crocodile Dundee, except this time we're not talking about a knife, but a name instead! Simón José Antonio de la Santísima Trinidad Bolívar y Palacios.

now, that's a name!

change in approach

it's amazing how much a little thing like going the opposite direction (i.e., not the usual way) can do for one's perspective!

today, instead of going the usual direction on my Capital City State Trail loop, i went east to west instead of the usual west to east. i saw many new things that i hadn't noticed all summer long! it was simply amazing.

so, next time you're about to turn right because that's the way you've always done it, turn left and see what you find! :-)

angeldevil

angeldevil
Originally uploaded by nobueno.
i wonder how often people feel torn like this? perhaps in dreams? perhaps in 'real' life?

i suspect that when one dreams of something like this, more likely than not, one is facing a decision in 'real' life that requires a choice between two opposing sides.

a friend, far away from home and his surroundings, recently dreamt of having to choose between his homies from the past and his future.

as far as i know, he's still here...

i [heart] spam

i [heart] my wife & i [heart] spam

two contending bumper stickers!

the first sticker sat directly inline with the driver of the early 1990's navy blue pickup truck; the second, directly in line with the passenger.

which begs the following questions:

is this an inside joke between the driver and the passenger?

is this a message of preferences for the person driving behind this vehicle? as in driver: "i [heart] my wife"; and passenger (possibly the wife of driver): "i [heart] spam"?

or perhaps, because the driver [heart]'s his/her wife, he/she must also [heart] spam? As in, I [heart] my wife, thus I must [heart] spam too because that's all she cooks?

or perhaps the driver [heart]'s both wife and spam? Equally?

or possibly the original sticker was "i [heart] spam", placed there by the driver, then his/her wife made him/her rethink the original choice?

or maybe it's just your standard dysfunctional couple?

dunno...prolly

under new management

I wonder how many times I will be under different management? How many times have I already? How many more times will I be? Is someone keeping track? At what point do I call off the bets? When is it time to close shop and open up a restaurant?