Here I am, eating food and drinking a beer at John Wayne airport in Anaheim, waiting for my flight to depart. Otherwise, I'm doing nothing...
Here I am, eating food and drinking a beer at John Wayne airport in Anaheim, waiting for my flight to depart. Otherwise, I'm doing nothing...
Was this the end of it all, is there nothing left to say ?Originally Posted by Rapid_Roy
Yes, I got all irrational. Someday, I'll be better.
19 BMWMOA Nationals under my belt, and I have no idea what I am doing.
Went to an "important" meeting at work today. As usual, it turned out to be about nothing.
Irrational is nothing. Now, if you were hostile, that would be something. But irrational, that's nothing.Yes, I got all irrational. Someday, I'll be better.
"Everything is something."
'88 K75C, '03 K12RS, '93 R100GSPD '02 F650GS (all gone, but not forgotten)
'93 R100R
http://frommars.smugmug.com/
More nothing from me...
Made it back from Anaheim via Minneapolis and Detroit.
Now I'm just thinking that sometimes, nothing is better than being home; even if it's 2:23am, cold, and Toledo.
If nothing is all you want, then you want something.
"There is no exception to the rule that every rule has an exception."
James Thurber
is nothing sacred?
yes
Steve Marquardt, 2004 R1150RT
nothing
Bowing is something.
Indifference is nothing.
Ambivalence is nothing less.
Geriatrics, well around here, they are both nothing and something.
nothing makes sense.Bowing is something.
Indifference is nothing.
Ambivalence is nothing less.
Geriatrics, well around here, they are both nothing and something.
Indubitably.nothing makes sense.
Anymore, It's nothing makes sense anymore.nothing makes sense.
Of course not any less either.
I an existential kind of way.
Steve Marquardt, 2004 R1150RT
Make sense old man.
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