I believed that peas were the pupa of something similar to a butterfly or a moth. I refused to eat peas for years because I felt so bad eating little baby critters. I think my aunt might've "encouraged" me to think that.
I was working on a song in 5/4 when I accidentally wrote this chonking big riff in 7/8. Sounds like Soundgarden with a Rammstein touch. I usually don't like 7/8 but this riff has something magical about it.
Wear. Sunscreen.
I'm no artist but I scribbled this out. I think it's recognisable, and I'm happy with that.
Underpants go on the inside.
A welcome swallow landed right next to me yesterday. They're usually very skittish and aloof but this one landed on a post about 3 metres from me and stared at me. When I'd had a good look and a little chat, it flew back up to its hiding spot. Not scared or anything, just like "well, I got stuff to do now, human. Catch ya". Very cool little moment.
I very seriously considered writing and publishing a book called "Mind Your Own Fucking Business - The Sane Guide To Personal Belief Systems" and aggressively lobbying to have copies of the book in hotels, airplanes etc. It's probably a good thing I don't have enough money to act on my ideas, because it would cause me so much more trouble.
I met a fundamentalist Christian a few years ago, who just came back from overseas. She flew Air Emirates, an openly Muslim airline. She recounted with a malicious smugness how she replaced the Qurans in the seats with bibles. I asked her what good she thought that would do - did she think such a disrespeful act, done with malice, would encourage them to invite Jesus to their bosom. She frowned heavily and said nothing. I asked why even use an airline you have so much hatred for, why not use a good, clean-living, Christian™ airline? She squirmed and mumbled something about Air Emirates being the cheapest. I asked her if someone replaced her bible with a Quran on a plane, would she be receptive to the message of the Quran, or would she just be offended that someone is being malicious towards her holy book of choice. She looked like she was going to cry, and walked away.
I have a feeling airlines don't really care either.
Some marbles. I've lost a few over the years.
When I was in Saint Petersburg (Russia), I was asleep at 2 in the morning. My girlfriend at the time - a StP local - woke me up and asked if I was hungry. I said no, I want to sleep. She said we could order pizza. Don't you like pizza? Let's order pizza! By this stage my sleep was completely ruined so I said sure why not. So we ordered and it arrived at about 3am. It was pretty good pizza but I would have preferred sleep.
If the definition provided was:
"A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido. Yeah!"
It would at least have referenced a great song. Opportunity missed. Oh well.
My Buddhist friend thinks it's catchy.