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March 17, 2021
A gentleman is someone who can play the accordion, but doesn’t.
I learned the word nonconformist in fourth grade and immediately announced that I would grow up to become one.
A beautiful aspect of the human race is our endless variety. Like maple leaves and snowflakes, there are no two of us alike.
The key lies in finding the delicious flavorings in one’s life, no matter how fancy your blue jeans may or may not be.
“Don’t Send a Boy to Do a Man’s Work,”
“Nonconformist. That is what I would like to be.”
I simply knew that I was peculiar and that I was a puzzle to those around me. I was also learning that this weirdness was a part of me that was not to be extinguished.
It’s an incredible gift to be able to make your own fun.
For God’s sake, and also the sake of Pete, if you don’t respect your own body enough to keep it free of that garbage, at least PLEASE STOP FEEDING IT TO YOUR KIDS.
If your excuse is a lack of time, then you need to get your priorities straight.
The notion of getting together as a community to remind ourselves why we shouldn’t behave like animals is a fucking great idea.
People love to bite off more than they can chew.
Take your time, read about it online, or better yet, ask someone handy that you know for advice.
Loyalty. Honor. Have a set of rules, a code of ethics, that you will do your best to uphold and defend, whether you’re on horseback in Cuba in 1898, or at a school board meeting next week, or merely at the water cooler with your coworkers.
