No matter where you are, even in the middle of a war zone, you’ll find that someone has a plan to get rich quick. Or, in this case, semi-quick.
I can never tell whether or not I believe in God. Then, every so often, I get a gentle reminder that God isn’t the point, being good is.
The people we surround ourselves with are generally reflections of ourselves. This becomes problematic when we take our anger out on our friends.
To some people, living in a state like Iowa would be considered torture. Good on them; they can stay out. Leaves more Iowa for me to enjoy.
Malcolm Gladwell probably won’t turn his Revisionist History eye toward Eminem and Michael Jackson, but he should. As always, our outrage was misplaced.
Is there a fine line between fat shaming, and brutal honesty? I think so. You may not agree, but give a read and let me know.