There's an old Russian saying that goes some way or another. I don't know it. I don't speak Russian. But sometimes I think about it and wonder if it's relevant to what I'm going through at the time. Probably not. I mean what do Russian know about hunger, anyway?
There are very few songs about just liking someone as a friend.
The earth without art is just eh.
It's Thursday and it really feels like a Thursday. Sometimes things just work out.
Wind chimes are also earthquake chimes.
I think hair gel was invented to make it easier to identify assholes from a distance.