The next time that I am field dressing my ugruk, I do not have to discard all of the stomach contents, as the clams in there are still eatable. I mean, who knew!
If you want a friend, you have to be a friend. Sure. But, that does not translate very well when your friend is trying to stab you in the back. Repeatably.
The Universe does not revolve around me. Frankly, the Universe does not even know that I exists.
Sometimes the truth hurts and you have to keep telling yourself whatever that is until you finally get it.
Never underestimate the value of a nap.
One of my friends is a stand-up poet. Most of his poems are just a few lines of commentary about life in general and his horndog habits in particular, but I digress.
Anyway, one of my favorites of his is:
Sometimes I think that the world would be a better place if I had never been born.
Oh, that's ridiculous. If you had never been born, the world would be exactly the same.
Sometimes, bitter irony is the best sauce. Just saying.