Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of December 22, 2024
Having a good set of lips to kiss at midnight on New Year’s Eve won’t ensure you a great year, but it’s a helluva good start.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of December 8, 2024
The world is my oyster. But I’m allergic to shellfish.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of November 3, 2024
Life is a balance of comedy and tragedy. It’s best to tip the scales by finding the comedy within that tragedy.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of March 24, 2024
My life is a perfectly clean slate floating through a river of late night McDonald’s diarrhea.
People stop believing in permanence because permanence stopped believing in them.