Frailty, thy name is Ubuntu! The installation was not as easy as last time!

Or perhaps:

Frailty, thy name is..uh…me.

Is 3 seconds of happiness for krills the same for elephants? How about 1 minute? How about 1 month? What does the graph of whatever the feelings they have on absolute scales to time look like for living things with different longevities?

Research proposal:

“The comparison of saliva production among indoor and outdoor sport coaches.”

Baseball coaches sure seem to have a higher saliva production than the norm.

I really didn’t like watching boxing until I heard what actually goes on:

Boxer love hugging each other. The bad guys are those mean referees, trying to separate them every time they get a chance to hug.

I would still like it better if they find a nicer way to get to hugging.

I feel a bit uncomfortable when someone says ‘this place is never the same without you.”

It makes me wonder if the statement was born and raised in a mouth.

It is difficult for me to imagine <3 as anything other than stuck out lips for kissing. That interpretation works in many situations as well but definitely not all.

Definitely not.

Monday through Saturday, I carefully examine all the mail I get and pick the most important-looking one to open.

Leave the rest for the partner. That’s the etiquette.

Life is a journey. A journey to collect pet-peeves.

Not really. Really, not really.

Wikipedia told me that mosquitoes don’t really need blood but just drink it as a *supplement*.

I am very, very insulted.

Yes, please.

Dear Mika,

Please stop drinking my google juice…leave some for me.

From Mika

Ties eat up my intuition.

When I see colorful ties, my creative mind field becomes a desert. No trees, no oasis, no lizards. Only sand and wind.

I need plant some seeds.

October = No plastic straw month.

Just to show some respect to the incoming real straw.