When an SD card fails to retrieve its memory, it seems much more frustrating than when the same phenomenon occurs in my mind.
And it occurs in my mind much more frequently.
Occasionally riding on a time machine in a blogsphere
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When an SD card fails to retrieve its memory, it seems much more frustrating than when the same phenomenon occurs in my mind.
And it occurs in my mind much more frequently.
I wouldn’t have thought to equally value cellphane and the smile on the Mona Lisa and hot tamale.
But makes sense now.
When the sky is hungry, what should I cook for it?
The great white sharks don’t look super bright.
Looks can be deceiving. Indeed.
I almost always try to plug a usb cable in with the wrong side up on my first try.
It seems strange that I can’t converse with Titanium arum.
I prefer not to talk about traffic light colors.
Warm winters have turned roaches into athletes.
Split ends of hair are a sign of matureness.
When this statement becomes false, one has reached adulthood.
When life gives you a lemon, you are probably out of sugar too.
Quinine and Campari, on the other hand, may be available.
The idea that some roaches resemble beetles has removed some of the uneasiness.
The use of a pinky on right ctrl marks a milestone for typing proficiency. The use of a tongue on a cell phone screen also marks a milestone for something.
Something very important.
The current book ghost in our library needs more friends.
Time to go shopping for one-hundred year old books.
Heels of bread seem a little too descriptive while ears of bread sound a little too obscure.
Once saw someone getting his “hidden” keys from underneath a rock.
Felt too awkward to walk up to him and say “I know where you hide your keys” but maybe I should have?
When people answer correctly to a “would you mind if…” question, it often causes confusion.