Sorry about your Grandma Barry. “She was somebody who was a very humble person and a very plain-spoken person,” he said. “She was one of those quiet heroes that we have all across America. They’re not famous. Their names aren’t in the newspapers,” Obama said. “But each and every day they work hard. They look after their families. They sacrifice for their children and their grandchildren. They aren’t seeking the limelight. All they try to do is just do the right thing. “And in this crowd there are a lot of quiet heroes like that, mothers and fathers, grandparents who have worked hard and sacrificed all their lives,” drawing satisfaction from the hope of a better life for their own offspring. “That’s what America is about,” Obama exclaimed, his voice rising to a shout as the crowd responded with a roar. “That’s what we’re fighting for. And North Carolina, in just one more day, we have the opportunity to honour all those quiet heroes all across America and all across North Carolina,” he said. “We can bring change to America to make sure that their work and their sacrifice is honoured. That’s what we’re fighting for.” From the Sydney Morning Herald He’s such a hero.

I sat in on a friends class a few years ago at University of Waterloo. I do not remember what she was taking as her major but I have always taken a liking to university classes no mater what genre. The class I attended this particular day was on focused on Shakespeare. It made me think “Shakespeare is fascinating, I want to be fascinating“. I came up with two things inspired by the class. Often, when I am in class, especially when not a registered student, I am inspired by a variety in topics and unexpected ideas of interest. acutely ironica bird writes a sonnetsings the sonnetout of tuneacross the riverto a loon Prof, Englishspeak prof speakfor what you sayis what you teach teach prof teachfor i sit hereand yearn to learn read prof readfor what you dois how you lead lead prof leadfor i sit hereand fight to write

How fucking true. Lol. I had a good chuckle over it.

First she DOVE into the cake… Whoopsey bumkin! Little darling slipped on the icing. Oh. She’s got a cute little bum though and love the outfit. I would TOTALLY, TOTALLY, love to jump in a cake like that.

The Love A courtship started with a midnight kiss, You touched the heart in me like an old French love song Waking to the morning sun, your arms around me tight, You set my soul on fire; you make things look bright We shine, a glimpse, O’ what life could be! Laughter, love, a passionate tale… My reflection in the mirror, yet I see you there? Full of greatness, it’s you, I love me. As the days go by, somehow I know, Over the rainbow, my gold, You’ll be there.

I did a stint as a Tab girl briefly for Coca-Cola

Shit. I know enough girls that have said this exact thing to me time after time. Some, in the past have even become almost obsessed with dating Jewish guys. I had my stage, but like, I’m over it.