You are heading for a land of sunshine.

You love sports, horses and gambling but not to excess.

You are never bitter, deceptive or petty.

Found this in Goodwill today:



Here’s the first paragraph:

The way I see, being dead is not terribly far off from being on a cruise ship. Most of your time is spent lying on your back. The brain has shut down. The flesh begins to soften. Nothing much new happens and nothing is expected of you.

I think I’m going to like it.

Saw Valkyrie on Tuesday. The entire premise seems to be “Hitler was so bad, we don’t even have to explain why anyone would kill him! We’ll save a ton on scenery and can concentrate on costumes and special effects. We’ll get Cruise to stare, he needs work, we’ll get’em cheap!”

And that’s the way it went, a movie like a fast food burger, perfectly satisfying, let leaving a bad chemical after taste that makes you realize you could have done better. Worth seeing if you haven’t been in move theatre in a long time and miss the experience, but otherwise, why bother?

The Book Thief, by Markus Zusak, is great, no question.

The story is of Liesel Meminger, a young girl in 1930s and 40s Germany, and the circumstances how she got a new family and grew to love them, while in the midst of the rise of the Nazis and her curious relationship with Death, one sided though it may be. Told in short bursts and featuring a large cast of characters, the book sparkles with youthful energy as it deals with the small triumphs of poor people in a terrible position and the things they do to get them through the day. It’s deeply moving, funny and the sort of book you can’t put down. Check it out!

The motivational posters of Hunter S. Thompson. Truth never seemed so damn crazy.

A carrot a day may keep cancer away.

Try it, you may like it.

My wife got the exact same fortune at the same meal:

Stop searching forever, happiness is just next to you.