Scribbles

I want to scribble again after a period of dryness for words. Now that my daughter is eight months old, I can hear the call of ideas shouting inside my head again. Although I have not put my way of expressing a thought into practice, I’m willing to give it another shot. With a bit of luck, I wish to be enthused once more.

Thursday, July 22, 2004

An addition to my priceless possessions

A colleague told me that he used to read her lady some poetry. According to Doctor Octopus, (not the exact line) "if you want your lady to fall in love with you, read her some poetry.

They say that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. I think the way through a woman's heart is by reading her poetry. But I'm not sure if this applies to every lady in the house.

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