Notes in My Phone is just what it says. When I hear or read something that piques my interest I put it in my phone. If the comment is from a friend, I always ask permission to use it. If not, it’s fair game as far as I’m concerned. I don’t provide the context, so interpret it as you will. Here we go with the eleventh volume since the first on March 25, 2021.
She had grocery bag hips. • I’m not screwed up ‘til I’m screwed up. •Every relationship has a life span. •Why do some teachers shout, “QUIET!”? •Their need was greater than my pain. •What did the farmer say when he saw his two cows walking over the hill with bags over their heads? Nothing. He didn’t recognize them. •What are you pretending not to know? • Love is a very splintered thing. • I AM big! It’s the pictures that have gotten small! (Gloria Swanson as Norma Desmond in Sunset Boulevard) • Nana is the jailhouse nurse. • A tower of pizza. • It’s such a blessing to grow older. Just never grow old. • There are no problems. Only solutions. • I used to dance with my cats. (Jerry Wexler) • Be careful of the things you ask. You may not want to hear the real answer. • My tongue was too long for that. • Dress for the weather you want. (Elliot Willard) • She’d eat poop if she had the opportunity. • Every moment I have is senior. • The first step in change is misery. (Jerry Wexler) • Every man chooses what he is. (Alex Bald) • Pomp and circumcision. • He takes stupid to the art form. • I don’t like people who know what my feet are doing. • Sometimes you just have to move on without and answer. (Jeri Ryan in Victim of Beauty) • I sent my doo-doo off this morning. • Failure is not doing what’s your part. (Brum Elliot) • We’re playing tug-of-war with ourselves. • He drank like a man or a woman from the Delta. (The late reporter, Bert Case, as told by Boyd Campbell) • My primary hobby is finding new hobbies. • I’m gonna raise hell and put a block under it. • The good thing about being 92 is that I don’t have to put up with this shit much longer. (Dr. Jeff Justis) • I don’t want to f..ck it up by f..king it up. (Yours truly) • The ocean was whiskey and I was a duck. I swim to the bottom and drink my way up. • Oxford could be on fire and I’d still be happy. • Winter is the killing season and spring brings new life and G-d tries again. (Taylor Sheridan, writer, 1923) • I don’t give a…sheee’s lookin’ at me again. • Oh, he wasn’t perfect, but at least he was there. •Only the paranoid survive.
…and that’s the View from The Balcony.
Randy Weeks is a Licensed Professional Counselor, Board Certified Telemental Health Provider, Certified Shamanic Life Coach, ordained minister, singer-songwriter, actor, writer, and former triathlete. Be careful what you say around him. It just might show up in print!
… and that’s the View from The Balcony
Randy Weeks is a Licensed Professional Counselor, Board Certified Telemental Health Provider, Certified Shamanic Life Coach, ordained minister, singer-songwriter, actor, and writer. He is a lover of puns, oxymorons, paradoxes, alliteration, juxtapositions, metaphors, and the like.
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