Sunday Squibs

Your candidate won. Congratulations!  The elevator to your personal hell has paused for the moment.

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If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again. If you still don’t succeed, maybe you’re just not cut out to be a brain surgeon.

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Going big does not guarantee a place in the finals. It’s just as likely to result in a blown gasket and a long bus ride home. 

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If an artist thinks his work is always good, he’s stopped making progress. 

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Black music is initially for the entertainment of Blacks, while conveying the message: our life here sucks. There is also a hidden message for whites.  Blues and Gospel: we shall entertain you. Jazz and Bebop: you may not like this. Rap and Hip hop: f*ck y’all.

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People used to complain that sarcasm couldn’t be conveyed in an email. And so the emoji was born 😏

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Duh! moment of the day: I got an envelope in the mail marked “contents are time sensitive”. Inside was a calendar. 

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Our smartphones are like our brains. We’re only using 10% of their power. 

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We will know the baby boom is over when there isn’t a rack of cheaters in every gas station and grocery store in the land. 

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The trouble with perfection is that so few of us recognize it when we see it.