Thanks, Mom.

“What you don’t know can’t hurt you.”  “What you don’t know can’t hurt you.”  “What you don’t know can’t hurt you.”  It’s hard to believe that some human once said this…and almost as hard to believe that no one else understood it, (even if it is one word off).

You can theorize, rhapsodize, and poeticize about life all you want, but you still got to LIVE the son-of-a-bitch.

Two ways to tell it’s time to flee an otherwise apparently intelligent host:

First, when he reaches for his bible, and secondly, when he starts pointing toward his flag.

(Excuse me, but I believe I hear my mother calling me…Thanks Mom.)

Anytime that you forget that “the house always wins,” you have ceased having fun, and are now gambling with your own cerebral rent money.

You should never merely despise words, but rather, know them and treat them with all due respect and disbelief.

J.